Seeing light in darkness

Working in a church, sometimes it’s hard to see light in the midst of darkness as we witness great losses, hear the heart-wrenching cries of those left behind.

I remember grappling with my own despair over the loss of my husband during a silent reflection period at a retreat I was attending. I kept repeating, “Why, Lord, why?” As I closed my eyes praying intently for an answer, in my mind’s eye I could see my husband, Terry, off in the distance standing 50 feet away surrounded by pure white. I quickly opened my eyes and shook off what I thought was a dream.

I closed my eyes again and there he...