I just finished a fast, gripping, disturbingly good book. It presented death with so much compassion and love that it compelled me to think about these things.
I was recently listening to a podcast episode where an African American Bishop was speaking about her ministry with people in their last days and the challenges – and opportunities – she encounters in her work. This book, The Lavender Hour brought the episode to mind. It’s such a hard thing to discuss, death. Vital, too.
Less heavily, streak \o/ \o/ \o/