My friend has been gone a year. Would she want me to go into a pit because I’m still grieving her untimely passing? Nope.
My birthday is this week, and so I’ve been in a reflective mood the past few days. As I’ve reflected, I had a sad realization: This is the year I lost my faith.
Grief is the human response to the realization of losing something we can’t replace. This weekend, I lost a dear friend. And the grief is here. But it isn’t grief without end, and ultimately my grief must push me to where all my convictions do–to Jesus Christ.
I have written infrequently over the past two years in my blog, mostly because I have been busy with the nuts and bolts of an expansive job. But the reality of my first two years in my new position is that the leaders in the SDB General Conference, both in local churches and at the Conference level, are under a targeted spiritual attack which is taking a toll on themselves, their families, and their churches. When we encounter such things, the Bible entreats us to pray. That’s where you come in.
Hey, for my few readers: It’s the end of the semester for seminary season, so it’s not that I don’t want to write, it’s that responsibility constrains me to do other things! I will