Category: Faith in the Dark Memoir

There is a strange quiet that settles over a home after crisis. Not peace—peace feels too clean,...

Long before I understood what she had walked through, I knew my daughter had a sensitivity to God...

Forgiveness would be easier if God asked us to do it in the dark—where emotions can hide, where...

When everything in your life falls apart at the same time, you expect Jesus to show up in a...

When your child is wounded, something primal wakes up inside you. A father becomes a wall, a...

The hours after the truth came out moved differently—slow and heavy, as if time itself had...

The day my mother called, I knew something was wrong before she ever said a word. It wasn’t the...

Long before I understood what was happening, I knew something was off with my daughter. It didn’t...

By the time 2016 rolled into 2017, my life felt like several worlds spinning at once, each...

The drive to Metrowest took me through parts of Miami that felt abandoned by life. The further...

It was early—too early for anyone to be calling unless something was wrong. I was still...