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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
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I enjoy sports like many if not most Americans. I am a fan but also admit I am a fickle one. Win or lose I have neither gained or lost anything. For me it’s simply entertainment. I can take it or leave it. If my team is winning I tend to follow them more, if Read more
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The image of a mother kneeling and lamenting at her sons coffin draped with an American flag has troubled me this week. We know all too well the depth of sorrow the death of a child brings on a soul. Grief grips you tightly. There were days that I thought I’d never be free from Read more
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I called my friend Barry when I was deep in grief and unloaded all my burdens on him. I was angry. I was angry with people and circumstances that day. I spewed all my frustrations on my friend that sunny afternoon. After my release of emotion I apologized for my rant. He replied, “Mike, if Read more
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It’s earth day. The world is busy as ever trying to extend her shelf life. Climate change is real. The scriptures affirm its reality but how it happens is much different than the scoffing world expects. God is patiently waiting for men to turn to him. But like the flood the day of the Lord Read more
A journal of faith, grief and devotional musings
Wrestling with Jacob 