At 38 years old, one month married, I found out my LAD — the artery they call “the widow maker” — was 99% blocked. My doctor told me someone was watching over me. This is the story of the warning my father never got, and what I’ve done with it since.
Two months ago I quietly stopped watching the news. No politics, no outrage, no scrolling. Here’s why I walked away, what I learned about why the world is this loud, and what I filled the silence with instead.
“Oh, he reads godly books now.” Said with just enough of a smirk that you’re not supposed to notice it landed. Living your faith out loud costs you something — sometimes people, sometimes comfort. Here’s what I’ve learned about staying Christlike through it.
When my life fell apart, I lost friends, my reputation, and even my freedom. Yet through wise counselors, unexpected friendships in jail, and a deeper understanding of Christ’s suffering, God transformed my heart and taught me compassion for the broken.
The world doesn’t need more Sunday Christians. It needs believers who live their faith with love, grace, humility, and integrity every day of the week.
Letter to my children, I’m not good at saying these things out loud, so I’m writing them down. To my kids and grandkids: you are my legacy, my prayer, and the reason I keep showing up.
Life moves fast, pressure builds quietly, and stress can take over before you realize it. These are some of the things that help keep me grounded when life gets heavy.