I understand why someone might look at all the pain and suffering and cruelty in the world, and ask that question. If God is love, why would a loving Father allow His children to suffer? …Or, at the very least, why not stop some of the very worst attrocities?
I recently ran across a song I wrote when I found out we would be having twins. It’s an incredibly cheesy poem, wherein I fantasize about all the fun adventures I’ll be having with the twins: running around and rough-housing, the projects we’d work on together, the conversation’s we’d have… the fun experiences I’d introduce them to.
When it comes to issues of tolerance, I think the Church needs to stop looking at what the sinners and unbelievers are doing, and start looking at the early Christian church. When it comes to tolerance, the early church sets a great example: They tolerated immense persecution, deserted by their families, murdered by their government,…
Just wanted to briefly tell you about a really cool event I’m involved with called Comic Creators for Freedom! Each year, over 100 comic creators from around the world come together to raise funds in support of Love146. Love146 is a non-profit organization dedicated to ending child trafficking and exploitation through Survivor Care, Prevention Education, Professional Training,…
Late one Christmas night, less than two months before his 3rd birthday, I was overcome with emotion and a strong sadness over Hunter’s condition. The feeling was so strong that it brought me to uncontrollable tears, kept me awake, and ultimately lead me to write the following.
When you find out you’re going to have kids, there are certain things you imagine. You imagine your child running, rough-housing, and saying those funny things kids say when they think they understand a concept more than they actually do. When you find out you’re having twins, that picture is multiplied. Not only do you look forward to when you can interact with your child, but you look forward to seeing them grow up together, play together and get in to mischief together.
You don’t really consider that things don’t always work out that way.
I have three boys, all of whom I love more than anything, and one of whom is severely physically and mentally disabled. As you might expect, people are often curious about his condition, and about how we have dealt and continue to deal with it. Here is at least some of his story. You can…