Our life serves a purpose, we're going somewhere...

Light lets us see the way through our grief, even as we live for a while in the darkness of our pain and sorrow.

I don't like to be in the dark or power-less.

The work of grief is a little like farming - it's a hard, daily encounter with uncertainty and the possible outcome of total loss.

What does the garden of the heart look like, especially as we near the other side of grief?

The psalmist beautifully describes God's presence to us, especially when we grieve, "He leads me beside still waters" (Psalm 233:2 RSV).

When I was in school I was at best indifferent to science, especially chemistry. I learned what was necessary to navigate the tests, but I didn’t really "get it", especially the language of letters and numbers. Only the lab experiments made any sense to me - I could see how the elements acted and reacted.  I needed to touch and feel and smell and experience what the symbols really represented before I could grasp abstract concepts.

When we grieve, our journey takes us through the valley of the shadow of death.

Love, mercy, and grace – the very best of God, especially when we grieve, “Do not, O LORD, withhold your mercy from me; let your steadfast love and your faithfulness keep me safe forever” (Psalm 40:11 NRSV).

We're hard-wired to be record keepers.

We're created to be fear-less.

What does it mean to be fear-ful?