A Good Friday

This Good Friday speaks so deeply to my heart. He was pierced of our iniquities, The Blameless died for our sins and, in doing so, took the sting out of death for us all. Because of the cross, there were smiles behind our tears last night as we said goodbye to Grandpa. Because of the…

Contrasts

My grandparent’s house is bursting with emotion these days. Some good, some bad but all of them hit like a ton of bricks when you least expect it. My eyes well with tears when I go from room to room, straddling the thin line between the heartache of loss and the joys of life abundant….