Good grief and what’s really important


Mom & everybody boarding this little sea plane to get the birds-eye view of Coeur d’Alene

My mom said the other day ‘there’s nothing like paralysis to make you hyper-aware of what’s really important and what to let go.’ That’s a theme that has been on my mind for some time now, long before 2016 started. Not to minimize my Mom’s new paralysis in any way, yet in life we often encounter some form of figurative paralysis in all shapes and sizes. It is in this grief or grieving process we are moved to sort out what is truly important and what to let go. The grieving process is necessary to make sense of life. We sort through trash and all the treasures, leading hopefully to a life of truth and integrity.

Our of my best memories over the past 12 months was having my Mom (while in great pain) and Dad travel across the country to attend Samuel and Sarah’s wedding. The following day we drove to Idaho to the little city of Coeur d’Alene which surrounds a beautiful mountain lake. When Sam asked if anyone was interested in a sea plane tour of the area my Mom was a definite yes! I’m so glad we did that. The whole weekend was abounding in joy. Today that sea plane ride may be a little more difficult, but I believe with a ‘can do’ attitude much and more is possible.

Most of us have seen incredible art, whether in a gallery or in a photo, where literal trash is repurposed into a thing of beauty. The creative process undoubtedly took time; took a different way of viewing things; took an imagination to see something ugly transform into something of beauty. Some say ‘time heals all wounds.’ I don’t believe that. My Mom still tears up talking about her Daddy 26 years later. I do believe that in time we often find beauty has been transformed out of ashes. How and when that happens is different for everyone. We cannot really know the depth of someone’s grief. We can be with them in and through it.

My Mom and Dad’s world has been rocked, but they are still here and holding on to ‘the rock.’ Psalm 78:35 – And they remembered that God was their rock, And the Most High God their Redeemer. We are grateful and blessed to be walking this journey with them. We are excited to continue walking with them creating beauty along the way.



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