Angry with God

When death takes someone from us, we want answers. In the midst of our pain, we cry out. “Why…Why…?”

The questions are endless…the cries are desperate with pain…with loss…with anger. I look to heaven for answers…I shout to God that I am angry with Him…I ache…I plea…I cry from the emptiness inside. I look up…I shout…I scream…my legs give out…I fall to the ground…sobbing like a small child.

Exhausted, I fall silent; my tears are all I have left. In the silence, I mourn my loss. I have no answers to my questions. In the silence I feel helpless; forsaken; alone. I have no more strength for anger; no more fight within; no more questions…no answers. How much time has passed…minutes, hours, weeks, months…I cannot say…but this I know…

Finally, I have reached a place within…a place where I can accept…where I can say goodbye…where I can know that being angry with God was okay. I begin to realize that when I can no longer walk through this valley of pain and death, God carries me. I can now smile through my tears…as I remember.


Joy in the Morning

Through the sadness and pain of earthly loss,

do not be dishearten for there is the hope of a new tomorrow.

 “weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning”

 (Psalm 30:5)

A Keepsake for the Ages

When the phone rings and a voice says that they would like to request some memory bears, I know that someone has lost a loved one, that someone is grieving.

I listen as they tell me what they would like and who they have lost. We talk about the clothing they would like to use and for whom the bears are intended.

Each call is personal. Each family is someone that I can help by taking their loved ones clothing and creating bears that will have more meaning for them than even they can imagine at the time.

The bears will be there for them to “hold and hug.” They will be there for the generations to come…a keepsake for the ages.

Heavenly Comfort

You keep track of all my sorrows.
    You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
    You have recorded each one in your book.

Psalm 56:8

A Day at a Time

If you worry about tomorrow, you will miss today.

Make the best of each day.

Appreciate, and cherish those in your life.

When tomorrow comes, it will be today.

Life is given to each of us, a day at a time.

This is the day which the Lord hath made;

we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Psalm 118:24