STAFF BLOG IN THE SPIRIT No one's mother really dies
Very beautiful words of wisdom and food for thought are often printed in a funeral service bulletin or one of those little obituary brochures. Phydella Bunny Bertsch was the mother of our good friend,... Posted on 5/20/13 at 1:50 PM
“Loved with a love beyond telling, missed with a grief beyond all tears.”
When I Google these words, I see that the author is unknown. But in those words, I hear the voice of a deeply saddened heart and a wounded soul — perhaps over the death of a child.
The white roses in their burgundy vase that I received from my husband for Valentine’s Day are as lovely as ever on our dining room table. I walk past them 100 times a day, but how often have I stopped to smell them?
Not very often! I guess I’m one-half of a pretty typical couple.
Watching an African church service on DVD in Leona Troftgruben’s Grand Forks home, I wanted to dance with the worshipping Cameroonians. I wanted to beat their drums and sing their songs in their language.
The last time Michael W. Smith played the Alerus Center was in December 2004. For the first half of that concert, my husband and I sat on risers a good distance from the stage. On Sunday night, we’ll see this great Christian musician/singer from a different vantage point -- and we'll be accompanied by a very special duo.
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