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Bereaved Mother’s Day, A Way To Remember
Did you know that the Sunday before Mother’s Day is a day of remembrance? It is International Bereaved Mother’s Day. It recognizes those who have lost a child or cannot be a mother due to infertility or other health reasons. From miscarriage and stillbirths to SIDS and death of children, teens, young adults, and adult children, mammas of any age are not designed to bury their child. It goes against the natural order of life. From the moment a mom first recognizes she is pregnant till the day she buries that child, everything screams of her love and care for the life she bore. You probably won’t find a card at Hallmark for the…
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Objective Truth, What a Difference It Can Make
I recently heard Jim Warren Wallace, a cold case investigator and Christian Apologist, speak on the topic of truth. He explained the difference between “objective” and “subjective” truth. “Objective” truth” is true for all of us, regardless of how we feel about it. The truth is based on the object of the truth. “Subjective” truth is a matter of personal opinion and can change based on how you feel because your feelings about the subject can change. What is “truth” for a Christian regarding adversity in life? How can God allow the worst kinds of heartache, like the unexpected death of a loved one? The Bible says, “I have told…
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Set The Stage For Life
My earliest memory of loss goes back to my grandpa (1971). I was in early elementary school at the time. The feelings of being overwhelmed by his death still cloud my vision today. Ed Avery (Apr 30, 1971, to December 7, 1971), or as we call him “Popo,” lived in a small community outside of San Antonio, Texas, in Boldtville. I was too young to appreciate many things about the man. What I do know came from stories of how he cared for his community, served at the local Presbyterian Church up the road (literally), and faithfully provided for his family. He and my grandmother, “Momo”, ran the Avery’s General Store at…
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Happy Birthday In Heaven
August 22nd will be my son’s 21st birthday. It should be a time of celebration, but not this year. Or ever again. You see, Bryan has spent his last four birthdays in Heaven. On the morning of December 16, 2017, we were making plans for the holidays, Christmas shopping online, and preparing for the upcoming wedding of our oldest daughter Robin. Late that afternoon, my life changed forever. What started as an evening with friends turned into a nightmare as we discovered our 16-year-old son, Bryan, hung in the shower. I can remember it like yesterday. I was sitting on the couch, writing Christmas cards and watching a Christmas movie. My husband came in from…
