Blog Enough is (not) EnoughThe word, “enough,” is best used with things that are measurable. We certainly reach points at which we’ve had enough…Heidi S. De JongeDecember 3, 2021
Blog It is Difficult For Us to AskWhen it seems like there is so much more that we want and need, it is difficult for us to…Heidi S. De JongeNovember 26, 2021
Blog “The Work”In an earlier post about reading my late mom’s diaries from the 1960s, I briefly mentioned how often she wrote…Heidi S. De JongeOctober 29, 2021
Blog (Un)finished SymphonyThere is something incomplete about the span of your life – no matter how young or how old you are…Heidi S. De JongeOctober 15, 2021
Blog Blessed Be the FruitMy mom started keeping a daily diary on her 13th birthday in 1963. Aside from a gap in the mid-70s,…Heidi S. De JongeOctober 1, 2021
Blog “I am a bow in your hands, Lord”In his autobiography, the early 20th century Greek philosopher and writer, Nikos Kazantzakis, offers this poetic look into our souls.…Heidi S. De JongeSeptember 17, 2021
Blog TwistiesIn some ways, I feel like I have a version of the twisties. The metaphor isn't perfect. Pastoring is neither…Heidi S. De JongeSeptember 3, 2021
Blog The Last SeaAlthough my mom’s diagnosis in November of 2019 disoriented her (and all of us) and broke her heart (and all…Heidi S. De JongeAugust 20, 2021
Blog The Last ConversationThis is the third in a series of posts about my mom’s death from lung cancer in November of 2020. Click…Heidi S. De JongeAugust 6, 2021
Blog The Last QuestionThe time came on Monday night, November 2. Instead of moving Mom into her own bedroom, my siblings and I…Heidi S. De JongeJuly 23, 2021