The Shape of Hope

The Shape of Hope

Today is the day. Easter. The day those of us in the Christian tradition celebrate the resurrection of Christ from the dead. I will tell you that I could not have navigated these past 129 days if not for my hope that is rooted in this day. I believe there is a power greater than death. I believe that because of this power, I will see my son again. And I believe the essence of this power is love. Pure love.

A while back, a friend on staff at The Bridge church in Rancho Santa Margarita asked me if I would be willing to share my story as part of their Easter in the Park service. I consider it a privilege to share our story, to share about Chandler.

What I would write here in this blog today is exactly what was expressed in the video my friend filmed for the Easter in the Park service. So here it is.

Tomorrow, Easter Monday…I have to share with you what an amazing day we had today.

Happy Easter. He is risen. And that makes ALL the difference.

Alive in Their Words

Alive in Their Words

In Between

In Between