Tag Archives: Gloria Bonde

Days like this

I feel like I should write something about Gloria. Today is the first anniversary of her death. It was a good death – no, not a good death, a good dying. Her family was gathered around her. She was alert … Continue reading

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Her legacy of kindness will remain

My stepmother would have been 87 today. I called my Dad to let him know I was thinking of him, of her. There was not much else to say. We talked for a while about any number of things. But … Continue reading

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The day will come

The number of people I remember on All Saints’ Day continues to grow. It is the burden of life. My father, 96, read me the names of those being remembered in his church. Again and again the names he read … Continue reading

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Where the heavens bend

It seems like we are marching again towards Good Friday, towards the death of kindness and mercy, to the triumph of naked power, to a paroxysm of the Father of Lies. And with what do we stand? Simply the promise that Christ is risen, that the darkness cannot prevail, that death itself yields to the author of life. Continue reading

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Gloria

Life is amazing. It’s not a resume we build. It’s not a course to be run. It is a rich tapestry made of very simple things. Continue reading

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