Words of Hope: The Sin of Criticism

Last December, Dad and I read sections of “The Violence Within” by Paul Tournier aloud to each other. Tournier believed that criticism was a form of violence that burdened the relationship. According to Tournier, criticism removes unconditional love and...

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Words of Hope: You are a Miracle

Dad delighted in people. Wherever he went, he made lifelong friends. On the day he died, I called many people whose numbers were on his phone to say goodbye. If we missed you, I am very sorry. One family...

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Words of Hope: Great Joy

One aspect of Dad’s character I admired was his presence. He carried himself with dignity and power. His voice could fill a room or a gym. Dad met my husband Shann before I did. He would speak throughout Montana,...

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Words of Hope: A Godly Woman

Today is my Mom’s 80th birthday. Her courage in caring for my Dad through cancer reveals her reliance on prayer and dedication to serving. Mom is one of the most persevering people I know. She holds two masters degrees,...

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Words of Hope: Friendly Flowers

The other day Mom and I walked through our neighborhood together. We stopped to see a woman planting in her yard. Her house has a gorgeous sanctuary with hundreds of flowers, and she was preparing her garden for winter....

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Words of Hope: Veterans Day

My dad loved veterans and felt deeply grateful for his friends and family who served. One man that he came to know and love fought in the Vietnam war. They were around the same age. This man lost an...

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Words of Hope: The Decision of Gratitude

Dad asked our family to be with him when he first received the news he might have cancer. We gathered around the kitchen table to wait with him when the hospital called with his results. He told us he...

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Word of Hope: Dear Parents of Teens

When my daughter Natalya turned fourteen, our relationship didn't feel the same. I felt like she didn't want to connect, and I wanted to blame her. I read books about teens. I tried to give her autonomy and space....

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Words of Hope: No Dis-Aster

The night Dad died, the sky was full of color, the sun was blood red with Hesperus, the evening star was visible. I took a picture because the colors were vivid, not realizing this would be the day Dad...

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Words of Hope: Dad’s Voice

I asked my Mom what the most challenging part of her journey right now was, and she paused for a minute and then said, “Not hearing his voice. He traveled many days throughout our life, but we talked almost...

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