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The Storming of Thunder Ridge 2018 Guest Post by Christian Schick

In a hospital waiting room in Dayton, Ohio, Mahler Symphony No.2 “Resurrection” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHsFIv8VA7w&t=225s) plays for a comatose patient. I had chosen this piece of music for my brother, Ryan. It was his favorite Mahler symphony. The theme of the symphony is resurrection. Like Martha from the John 11 Bible passage, my family had the faith to believe in the future resurrection of my brother’s soul but we’re wrestling with the faith that his seemingly lifeless…

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The Clarity of Mature Eyes

  When my father passed, we placed a bench in his favorite state park as a memorial. It overlooks a small stream and is surrounded by massive trees. At some point, he learned the very important lesson that there is so much serenity to be found when surrounded by nature. It is a pure connection to the world that has been displaced by electronics, multitasking and the desire to always accomplish more. He knew that…

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Never Forget Guest Post By Lila Smith

  On the morning of September 11, 2001, and for a period of time that was either hours or an eternity- I can’t remember- we didn’t know where my brother was. We knew he was somewhere in lower Manhattan, where he attended Stuyvesant High School. Like any regular 14-year-old kid, most of the time he’d go right to school in the morning, and *other* times he’d run around with friends in the neighborhood first, or…

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Up, Up and Away in Her Beautiful Balloon

  It can be truly amazing how much a person can love another person. And yet sadly we do not fully comprehend the depth and completeness of that love until we are faced with living without it. And when I say without it, I really mean without the earthly reminder of it when we see that person or hear their voice. This kind of love is not really limited to the short-term capabilities of the…

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Difficult Questions Don’t All Come From Children

      “Why, why am I still here.” Her question to me was so simple, and her labored words told me just how much she wanted to be done here. But I had no definitive answer for her other than these difficult words.   At 87, no one more deserves freedom and peace than you. But I’m a believer- and so are you, in a higher power. And that power protects us and guides…

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More Than A Gift

  My father has been gone for over 15 years, but I learned a new lesson from him today, or maybe I was just finally able to understand the lesson. Dad was a child of the depression and although the stories of his childhood always sounded like great adventures when I heard them as a child, I now have finally grasped the truth about his challenging childhood. If it can be called a childhood. His…

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A Connection

    Every time I am at a beach, I can’t help but be mesmerized by the tide. I can literally just sit and watch it for hours. The waves rise and fall in such a rhythmic pattern, it is as if I become a small child again snuggled up in the protective arms of my mother as she rocks me to sleep. Its peaceful and calming motion is somehow enhanced by the low din…

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Hello and thank you for sharing a moment with me…

Good Morning! Today, August 13th marks the true beginning of See The Good. From this day forward, new posts will appear regularly. I hope that you will enjoy them, think about them and even find similarities in your own life to which the stories apply. I also look forward to hearing comments and posting thoughts and stories from anyone who would like to contribute. Just send me an email to contribute. In addition, there is…

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Interruption or Intervention?

  Telemarketing calls. We’ve all gotten them and most of the time it takes only a second to end the call and the interruption. Today my phone rang and when I picked it up and glanced at the screen my heart stopped. It was a number that I didn’t recognize but the location was Cincinnati, Ohio. Instantly, I felt a wave of panic wash over me. My dearest friend lives in southern Ohio and Cincinnati…

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