When we arrived at the hospital to see Mack, he had been flown down from State College to Penn State Hershey Medical Center, a minister met us and took us to the “quiet room.” Ironic since it is a place for people to cry and yell. I knew what was wrong then, I knew what had happened. I had done my “clinical pastoral education” and although I had never had to console a family in the hospital on the tragic and sudden loss of a loved one, I knew what the quiet room meant: anything but quietness.
Please see MackBrady.com for more details, but we are excited to announce that the Philadelphia Union vs. New York Red Bulls game on June […]
“The Son of God suffered unto the death, not that men might not suffer, but that their sufferings might be like His.” […]
Yesterday’s epistle (in the RCL) was Philippians 4:1-9. The preacher at Good Shepherd, Lexington was the Rev. Canon Elise Johnstone. Good Shepherd […]
The Seven Last Words of ChristThe Fourth Word Matt. 27:45 From noon on, darkness came over the whole land until three in […]