How are you? It’s such an American thing to say. We don’t even mean it most of the time. Usually you could replace the phrase with a simple “hello” and no one would care. But when your person dies and you see someone for the first time, “How are you?” becomes “How are you?” It’s…

And should I ever need remindingWhat power set me freeThere is a grave that holds no bodyAnd now that power lives in me Another in the Fire, Hillsong UNITED Jesus’s sacrifice was amazing enough in itself. I mean, God became flesh and took on the sins of the world because he loved us that much.…

And should I ever need remindingOf how I’ve been set freeThere is a cross that bears the burdenWhere another died for me Another in the Fire, Hillsong UNITED Obviously, as a Christian, I know this part of the song is the most important. It’s the Gospel. It’s Jesus. But maybe it’s not so obvious to…

In the days after Vance’s death, our twelve-year-old tore up the house. He took stuff out of drawers, cabinets, closets. At the time I didn’t think too much of it. Just that he was looking for some tangible things of his dad’s; something to physically hold onto. I had no idea that it was so…

And just like that, a year has passed since I took this picture of you, smiling while the kids and I sang to you.  I had no idea that 48 would be your last birthday. I’d naively assumed that was somewhere in the middle of your life, not so very close to the end.  You’d…