a tough story to tell

If you've been around here long, you know that 2014 was a hard, hard year.  Back on February 9, 2014, I said it had been a hard day.  

By the mercy of God, I didn't know that it was only going to get harder in the weeks ahead.  Each day was certainly having enough trouble of its own, at that point.

The hard things that were happening in 2014 were happening to my children, and my children's stories belong to them.  They are not mine to tell.  However much their stories intersect with mine and impact me (and it's a lot!), those stories are still not mine to tell.  All I could tell you at the time was, it's hard.  It's hard.  It's hard.

But, today, my daughter Libby is publishing part of her story over at To Save A Life.  She's talking about the damage that can happen when mental health problems are treated as spiritual issues.  

It's so important.  

I believe it could save lives.  

Click here to read her story--and rejoice with me that she is well and whole today.

 me and my girl, on the terrace of the Banff Springs Hotel a few weeks ago

me and my girl, on the terrace of the Banff Springs Hotel a few weeks ago

If 2014's song was Josh Garrel's Farther Along, 2015's is Josh Garrel's Morning Light.  And guess what, Josh is coming to the Majestic in Dallas in a few weeks and we've got tickets and we're going to be there singing at the top of our lungs, thanking God for his good gifts of medicine and loving arms around us.

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