As a child, I wanted to experience life before going to heaven. After walking through suffering, I’ve come to understand why so many believers longed for Glory. More than a place without pain, heaven has become precious because it’s where my Savior is.
After nearly a year of separation, I reached the place where I believe my marriage is dead. But Scripture reminds us that God has always specialized in bringing life to dead things, from the valley of dry bones to Lazarus to the resurrection of Jesus Christ. This is an honest reflection on grief, faith, and learning to trust God when hope feels gone.
This is the first in an ongoing series of letters to my three sons. It’s a father’s heartfelt testimony about faith, mistakes, hope, and the prayer that they would always keep Jesus Christ at the center of their lives.