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Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

Thank you, Matt

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  Heart scars are deepest

October is the perfect time to visit the park!

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Music, Manuscripts and Memories

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 Three things beautiful Ok, “books” was sacrificed for “manuscripts,” for the sake of alliteration. But still, my greatest treasures.

An Original Poem

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In the stain glass village by the stain glass sea; Up the stain glass steps beyond the stain glass tree,  The stain glass stoa by the stain glass tower Under stain glass sky with a stain glass glour,  Glistens in the gloaming for a stain glass hour. The stain glass fishers from the stain glass shore And the stain glass merchant from his stain glass store With the stain glass cobbler wearing stain glass shoes in the stain glass pub gossip stain glass news. When the stain glass sun sets in a low’ring creep,  The stain glass village nestles for a stain glass sleep.