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Some time ago I started writing a series of poems about my life. The First one was called The Empty Stage. With each major event I have added a new part. As you may know a year ago Oct. 2 my wife died. I have written a poem for the Empty Stage cycle in honor of her death. I post it here in memory.
The Empty Stage: Part 7
The Stage is full of players
But empty it seems to me.
Tears flow that blind my eyes
And see not their forms.
Partner in every sense of the word.
My other half in ways no other could,
You held me as I cried when my dad died.
Who will hold me now?
Who’s shoulder will catch my tears?
Who’s arms will wrap themselves around me?
The pillow just doesn’t work.
It’s not the same.
I cry into it, and it catches the tears,
But it only gets wet.
It can’t comfort me like
So Your Friend is Grieving
You have just learned that your friend, coworker, acquaintance has lost someone close to them through death. What do you do now? How do you handle this situation? Obviously you cannot avoid the issue, and avoiding the person is impractical. If you don’t do or say something the next time you see them it will be like refusing to talk about the elephant in the room. So what do you do?
The first question, obviously, is “what do
As many of you know on Oct. 6th my wife died. Since none of you have ever had the chance to meet her, let me tell you a little about this incredible woman that it has been my honor to have a part of my life for the last 20 years. It probably won’t surprise you to know that we met in church. Actually in the same church that I am still a member of. We were attending an evening Bible Study. I say we but I was not always there as I often had to work, but I went as often as I could. I sat on one
In honor of Fathers day coming up I thought I would post this sermon I preached on Fathers day a couple years ago.
Legacy of a Father
Today I would like to introduce you to someone very special to me. My Father. I wish I could introduce you to him in person because he was a very special person, but he died several years ago. But he is as much a part of my life today as he was when he was alive. Of all the things I remember about Dad the one I remember best,