When Alex died, I buried myself into learning programming and mathematics while working the third shift at a Boy’s Ranch for delinquents, thus quashing any…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
When Alex died, I buried myself into learning programming and mathematics while working the third shift at a Boy’s Ranch for delinquents, thus quashing any…
Today I celebrate the day my Savior rose from the dead, thus proving His diety and solidifying the hope I have in living for eternity…
People have asked me to post more about what Caleb was like. I went through Caleb’s Twitter timeline and picked some tweets that help show…
While I am frequently reminded of Caleb’s absence, nothing drives it home more than seeing his friends and peers starting their careers, getting married, and…
Every day, I think about Caleb and mourn his absence. Some days it stabs me as if it were the day it happened. To go…
It’s not just erasing your current pain that makes words of comfort land so badly. There’s a hidden subtext in those statements about becoming a better, kinder, and
Last Sunday while running the front of house audio for the second service, I looked at my arm as in the picture on this post.…
How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts…
In the beginning, the pain is so fresh it permeates not just yourself, but everything around you. Now, after four years, it is old with…
Four years have passed since I last saw Caleb alive and twelve years since Emily died. It still hurts like HELL! Unfortunately, this overused phrase…