The following is based on a true story. It is an abridgment of the novella Love the Unloved which is available on Amazon. Names have been changed to protect identities. For more information, visit my Love the Unloved page.
September 1994
James and his little brother filled a ceramic bowl with perfume. They bent toward it, grinning with anticipation.
“Watch this,” James said as he struck a match.
The door opened and slammed shut. Mom was home. Read more »
Being a dad is the hardest thing I’ve done. But sometimes there’s moments where it all becomes worth it.
And sometimes those moments break your heart. Read more »
(This post is part 2 of my son’s battle with meningitis).
New hospital, same story.
Hour after hour, day after day, I smiled at Ethan, I tried to tickle him. I blew bubbles and played with puppets. All the while I pleaded–
“Please come back to me, buddy. Just one smile? Can you laugh?” Read more »
It has been almost five years since this happened–an event that changed my life forever. This is a story of faith, or how I learned to trust God enough to let His will be done, no matter what it meant for me.
September 19, 2010–A story of faithMy one-year-old looked like a corpse–his limbs as lifeless as a man on his deathbed. I paced our living room as Dr. Gilson, a chiropractor from church held the stethoscope to his chest.
This couldn’t be happening. Read more »
In my last post about writing with dyslexia, I mentioned my brother (Jordan) recommended I fill my journal with stories. Jordan was a master at this. I thought it’d be fun to share one of the stories he shared with me in one of his letters (complete with Jordan’s own illustrations). So, without further delay, Jordan… Read more »
