It’s the week of Mother’s Day. And it’s that time of year that the church struggles to know what to do with women who aren’t mothers in the traditional sense. Pastors muse about, “Who gets a rose and who doesn’t?”…
Grief, death and the motherless child
Photo: Gerry Lauzon] Now a man from the house of Levi went and married a Levite woman. The woman conceived and bore a son; and when she saw that he was a fine baby, she hid him three months. When…
Before I go: A Stanford neurosurgeon’s parting wisdom about life and time
In residency, there’s a saying: The days are long, but the years are short. In neurosurgical training, the day usually began a little before 6 a.m., and lasted until the operating was done, which depended, in part, on how quick…
A long journey home
This is the third of three posts by Jason Coker, written in the days before and after his father died on Jan. 27. The first post can be read here and the second here. Jan. 30, 2015 I got the…
Redeeming the goodbyes
This is the second of three posts by Jason Coker, written in the days before and after his father died on Jan. 27. The first post can be read here. Jan. 16, 2015 I didn’t realize that this phone call…
Watchers — watching the one you love suffer
This is the first of three posts by Jason Coker, written in the days before and after his father died on Jan. 27. Jan. 15, 2015 I’m a watcher in this drama — the drama of my father’s death. The most…
Condolences should not come with a ‘but’ attached
A dear friend died who worked tirelessly for social justice during his life. Being a passionate person who relentlessly pursued what he thought was right, he caused more than 1 controversy in his life. He also helped people all around…
Losing Grandma
It is rare that a phone call at 8 am on a Sunday morning is a good one. This past Sunday was no exception. We got the word that Tracy’s grandmother, Marie Berklich, passed away in the night at the…
Our warping of death and tragedy
He stood at attention on the side of the road by his car. I passed this stranger not knowing who he was, not knowing if he had any connection to my current reason for driving along this road in a…
On saying goodbye and saying hello
By Amy Butler Just the other day I was remembering 11 years of Christmas Eve services at my former congregation. I recall the first year I was there, trying desperately to come up with a unique idea for a service…
I get tired of writing laments
Driving in to work yesterday morning I heard the news that the school in Peshawar, Pakistan had been attacked by the Taliban. They killed more than 130 children. They burned a teacher in front of the students in a classroom….
In a season of joy, services offer light to those grieving
By Jeff Brumley Christmas is typically depicted as a time of happiness and family togetherness. And for many people, that certainly is the case. But for many others, it isn’t. For them a recent death, divorce or job loss has…