Angle of Repose
Death is bigger than us. All of us. And when we brush up against it, we leave wounded—especially when we lose the ones we love (i.e. friends, family, etc). We leave hurt. Over two years ago my wife’s uncle died in a hunting accident. Full of grief and despair, I didn't remember much from the funeral or the days following. But looking back on it, I do remember with great clarity the image the pastor gave in the Eulogy, and to this day it still brings me peace. Have you ever heard the phrase, “ angle of repose ”? It’s an architectural term. It represents the steepest angle possible for a pile of granular material (i.e. sand, gravel, mulch, etc.) to slope without sliding or collapsing in on itself. That’s Webster’s definition. Let me say it better. When objects fall, there’s a moment, an angle, a position that occurs in which the object eventually come to rest—including us. If you’re hurt by a loved one’s death and feel like yo...