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One of the spiritual dynamics of death that is hard to describe in daily, polite conversation is the continued love, presence and spirit of the loved one if we’re willing to acknowledge them and our inner lives. My latest essay for Open to Hope posted October 10 speaks to this interior journey, it is linked […]

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Are you ready for #PennStateFutbol?!

We are one week away from the Annual Mack Brady Game with Penn State’s Men’s Soccer program! This year it will be on September 21st at 1 pm against Ohio State University. We have some special events planned before and after the game. Please feel free to share the attached flyer and/or this post to […]

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I’m really pleased to share that my first essay for Open To Hope, “Another New School Year Begins,” was posted on their site earlier today. Open To Hope is the kind of resource that you don’t know exists until you need it. After Mack died, I began to read every book on grief I could find and […]


Thank you! Union Weekend Success

What a great weekend we had! So many people came to the tailgate and over 100 people bought tickets using the promo code #PENNSTATE14! That means we had over $500 to a general scholarship in memory of Mack and nearly $300 was raised for the Mack Brady Soccer Fund! To top it all off, Zac […]

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What is new every morning?

I shared some thoughts on Lamentations over at Targuman. Lam. 3:21-24 But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The LORD is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I […]

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We always light a candle for Mack in the various churches we visit. Today we each lit a candle at Michaelerkirche circa 1217. The ancient church was a hub of activity today; you can see a guy carrying a ladder in the background of the photo, he climbed up to change lightbulbs while we were there. […]