Category: Grief

Praying Hard for a Miracle

Written by Amy Wilson Two years ago my husband, Heath, suffered a massive stroke. He spent two weeks on life support before he went home to be with the Lord. We prayed so very hard for a miracle. We waited for the Lord and believed that miracle would come, but it didn’t.  The most difficult…
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Life Is a Tapestry

When I was nine years old and formally gave my life to Christ, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 17 and discerned a call into ministry, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 20 and walked down an aisle wearing white, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 24 and gave birth to a daughter, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 25 and 28, and delivered 2 more children, I wished my daddy was there.

For All of Us Who are Really Bad at This

“It’s not that you don’t care – you brought a casserole. You’re just scared.  Scared of saying the wrong thing. Scared of making the widow cry. Worse yet, scared of making her put on a smile, fix coffee and listen patiently to your grief stories. You never mean to make it about you, it’s just that you get nervous and it’s kind of good to talk to someone you don’t have to explain things to…”

Mother & Daughter on Losing “G-mom”

Grief is never isolated to one person; it is felt across communities and especially across families. These two accounts–one from the daughter and one from the granddaughter–highlight that reality.

Southern Women: My Two Examples of Strength

“I’ve discovered that grief wouldn’t exist without love, and the more you love someone the more profound your grief will be. With my father’s passing, I was angry like my Grandma. I was mad at God.  With my mother’s passing, though, I realized I was like Mimi.  Even though it felt like there was a hole in my heart, I could see and feel that God was all around me. There were too many signs of His love and that He DOES have a plan. It’s hard to deny.”