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Someone Died and Everything is Different

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Times Change Us.

A gentleman acquaintance—someone I barely knew.

Mrs. Kirkistan and I were in a meeting with him not two weeks ago, and now he is absent. It’s a shock—but our shock is minor compared to that of the grieving widow and children. They have our sympathies and prayers. I cannot imagine the shift in outlook this change has wrought for them.

Even for me, who did not know him, there is a clear hole where he once existed. A big nothing–a memory–where, moments ago, a person stood.

And so. Mourning.

“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.”

–Jesus the Christ

We usually want to stick those holy old, churchy words in a pew to visit on Sunday or Easter. But today, even from the distance where I stand, they hold a glimmer.



Image credit: Kirk Livingston

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  1. I’m sorry to hear about your loss.


    March 5, 2015 at 4:55 pm

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