grief
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Today I remember my son Jake. 3/3/92-3/26/14 More importantly I remember the words and works of Jesus. Who alone has the power and authority to speak life into the dead, and into a world full of dead men walking. Our words have power but that power is very limited. Actually the power of our words Read more
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March is a more difficult month than the rest for Stacey and I. It’s been 9 years since our son died. One of the many things grief has taught us is that the depth of our love for Jake is matched by the depth of our grief. Love embraces the soul. Jake was a lover Read more
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This is our ninth Christmas since our son Jacob died. It seems odd to write that. I felt stuck in time and in grief for so long I thought I’d never get relief. I remember reading and hearing people tell of how the holidays will get easier in time. I’m not sure I ever believed Read more
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Today marks 8 years since our son Jacob left us. What is heaven like for him? What does he see? What does he hear? I’ve been thinking about these things today. If he could return and tell us of heaven, which he will not, would it bring unbelievers to faith? No, it cannot. Paul the Read more
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I know far too many parents who have lost children. It’s been nearly 8 years since our son Jacob died of an overdose. Over those years we have been called upon a number of times to comfort parents that are new members to the club. I remember the faces, the tears and the comfort provided Read more
Wrestling with Jacob 