Grief redeemed.

“Right. So let me get this straight. There are actual people called Bubba. And that’s their name.” “Yep.” “And I can meet one?” “Shouldn’t be a problem. They’re everywhere. Even my grandmother’s name was Bubba.” The conversation was loud as it rolled around in my head the Saturday of Easter weekend, bumping up against conversations […]

‘Thoughts on a funeral.’

My friend Clare had a vision she was going to die young. Three weeks ago, she went suddenly to be with Jesus. It was time to face it. I was standing on the High Street of my former hometown in England, breath freezing in the afternoon sun. I pushed the door and went in. They’ve […]