Christmas in a Heartfelt, Invisible Way
By K. Brewster Hastings
Grief is a strange state of being as one approaches Christmas.
This is my first major holiday since my mother died in June. My father died in 1996 so I am now without parents. A friend tells me, “Now, you’re an orphan in the world.” Also, a few weeks ago, my oldest brother Clark died alone at age 65, in a remote town of the Dominican Republic.
Now, I am assured my father, my mother, my brother died in the peace and mercy of the Lord. So, I have no “salvation anxiety.”… Read More