Faith endures, but my address to God is uncomfortably, perplexingly, altered. I must explore The Lament as a mode for my address to God.

So many unanswered questions I had brought along with me. The foremost question I had was, “How does a mother heal after losing a child?”

It's the 7th day of Christmas - and here I sit with my head quite a flutter, while amassed all around me is a large pile of clutter!

Those we have loved, though now beyond our view, live on, unfailingly feeding our hearts and minds and imaginations. (Morris Adler)