I often say that I don’t know how people live without faith—without Jesus, or without hope. And I mean that because hope is central to nearly everything in my life. Society uses the word hope casually and often. I hope this works out. I hope things get better. But do we pause long enough to ask what we really mean? Is that hope, or is it simply wishful thinking dressed up in polite language?
Hope Found in an Ancient Song In mid-March, as the COVID-19 pandemic moved closer to home, I walked around the Life Plan Community I serve to talk with residents about..
The Easter Promise Entering Parkvue Community on Easter morning, I felt like a pastor straddling two very different worlds. The first world is my comforting foundation...
This Easter Sunday morning, as we emerge from another night’s rest, we will engage in the creative tension of things being similar and yet not the same. With Christians..
I never expected to live during a pandemic. I mean, I’ve read a lot of science fiction stories about pandemics, but I never expected fiction to become reality. Yet here..
A week before Christmas seven years ago, my spouse, Dave, and I were both sick with a virus at the same time. It was the first time in 29 years of marriage that we had..
As we enter another month of the COVID-19 pandemic reaching our communities, I hear so many of us struggling with this suspended time. A time when nothing is ordinary. I..
Reprinted with permission from Ira Byock, MD, chief medical officer of the Institute for Human Caring of Providence health system. His books include Dying Well, The Four..
Many of us may remember the adage from our childhood, “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” What we may have learned along the way is..
During the past two weeks, those of us who provide services for older adults who live in or need the supports and services of senior living communities, have seen more..
