It was a warm Spring day. I was 16. My dad and I were playing softball with friends when I heard someone scream. I spun around on the pitcher’s mound to see my father had fallen in centerfield. He died that afternoon of a heart attack at the age of 55. As I write this,... Continue Reading →
The Best is Yet to Come
My wife's uncle Larry shed his earth suit this year. We were able to visit him a few weeks before his departure and he was so full of joy. He knew heaven awaited him because Jesus had conquered the grave. Death was simply the door between two worlds. Just before he died he told his... Continue Reading →