The ‘Real’ Fatherhood of God

I lost my father to cancer when he was 47. I was in the living room with him, my mother, and my brothers when his respiratory system finally gave out after two hours of moaning. The hospice nurse even counted his last three breaths for us. That was the most bizarre “three-two-one” I’ll ever experience—a … Continue reading The ‘Real’ Fatherhood of God