It may be Easter, but lament comes more readily than alleluia.
My son’s death did not evoke in me an interest in the problem of suffering.
Telling the story of his wife's tragic illness, Douglas Groothuis combines lament with grace-filled love.
Who I'd invite to my writers' dinner party
Faced with someone trying to deny me shelter from the rain, I thought, are you kidding?
Todd Billings weaves his struggle with a rare form of blood cancer together with probing biblical and theological reflection.
When we talk about grief, we often speak of it in terms of letting go, moving on, and getting over it. People want to know when they will be back to normal. But the loss of a loved one is not a bump in the road that we go over and then the pavement is smooth again. Grief fundamentally changes who we are.