My mother passed away this past June. I received the call in the middle of the night and had to drive two hours to be with the family. The first song I heard after turning on the radio to 102.5 was Chris Tomlin’s, Home. I’m sure I’ve heard this song before but hadn’t really listened to the words prior to that moment. My mother, a beautiful Christian woman, who had suffered from dementia, was now “Home” in Heaven, no more suffering. What a comfort to hear this at that moment!
Sometimes it’s easier to just let things go. But what does that look like in a culture that holds up anger as a virtue?