I’ve been in love three times in my life: once in high school, once in college, and later with my wife. Today I want to revisit that first love, the one that shattered me in high school.
I never imagined I would find myself at rock bottom—a lowly, contrite, broken man with seemingly nothing left to lose. Well… almost nothing. I still have my health, and my old CR-V is somehow still hanging on. Lately, I’ve found myself praying often for both, asking God to protect me and keep that old Honda running a little longer…