Yesterday I opened my email and noticed an unsubscribe to my blog. I immediately took note, as few people subscribe or unsubscribe. I took note of the email address and then gave a sigh of sadness—it was for the email of a friend who passed away a few months ago. My pulse raced for a […]
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Category: Grief
Who Is My Brother?
The events of the past week here in Israel are taking an emotional and spiritual toll on all its people. A video clip of a 13-year-0ld boy Palastinian boy who tried to kill Jewish people in Jerusalem is innundating the Internet. I am stunned by the reactions I’m seeing on social media, in comments on news sites, and in the silence of posts of those who follow Jesus (Yeshua).
Fear No Evil
A few days ago I began seeing a flurry of posts from my high school group; it seems that many of my former classmates have died within a very short time. I didn’t really know them very well, but it certainly makes one stop and think. Their deaths had little in common: cancer, heart attack, […]
Grief for Those Who Are No More
This post will be short. I am sitting here crying. I have just opened the news and learned that the three boys who have been missing for 18 days have been found. I weep for these young boys whose lives have been cut short for no reason other than hatred. I grieve for their families […]
My Don Quixote
Last night I went to see the play Man of La Mancha. I’ve heard the music before but I’d never seen the play, was totally unfamiliar with the plot, and had never read the book Don Quixote. There was something gripping about the whole plot; a man deemed insane by virtue of his desire to […]
