Shortly after I went to work at the hospice where I am a chaplain, I learned about “grief bursts” from the Bereavement Coordinator. I hadn’t heard the definition but I...
In 2010 I was invited to present a program at “Sweet Spring Splendor,” a dessert fellowship planned by the Women’s Ministry Committee of First Baptist Church of College Station, Texas....
I’ll never forget the first day I knew Judson was going to be alright. Lew was sitting in his first child-sized wheelchair in the family room of our Campbellsville, Kentucky...
Angel: Hello, Lew. Lew Hi! Do I know you? You look familiar… A: I’ve been around. You’ve probably seen me before but we’ve never met officially. L: But you know my...
The Given Companion “How do you expect to get to the end of your own journey if you take the road to another man’s city?” Thomas Merton said. I imagine...
After Lew died in 1998, I did a series of pen and ink drawings as my self-prescribed art therapy. In 1999 I met Chris Hammond, editor of the Wayne E....
The Day Lew Died: February 4, 1998, 5:30 p.m. “Your son, Lew, is very seriously ill. We need for you to come to the hospital.” It is a female doctor...