Raindom Thoughts

I want to start with a night I have carried with me for years, because I think it belongs at the beginning of this conversation more than anywhere else. I was a hospital chaplain, called to a room in the middle of the night where a man was dying. I had learned by then what it felt like to open a door into a room where death was present and family was gathered. The way something in the room would shift slightly when I arrived, the way grief exhausted people would allow themsel

I have spent a significant portion of my life sitting with people in their most broken places. In hospital rooms where death was making its slow and certain approach. In therapy offices where the accumulated weight of a lifetime finally became too heavy to carry alone. In communities where the wounds were so old and so deep that the people living inside them had stopped being able to see where the wound ended and where they began. And in all of that sitting, across all of tho