Madeline and Pierson,
As I write this to you, your mom and I have been married for almost 14 years. I can honestly say that right now we are experiencing the best years of our relationship and we are excited to know that even better years lie ahead. We have gone through difficult seasons, as any relationship does, but we haven’t quit and we don’t plan on it. However, over these last 14 years we have also noticed an overwhelming amount of our closest friends who haven’t been so fortunate. Sadly, their marriages failed! And while they failed for many different reasons, there seems to be a common thread that has surfaced in the vast majority of those broken relationships…sexual sin.
The following is the second letter in an series of “open letters” to my children. They represent the lessons I’ve learned in life that are most dear to my heart and are inspired by the last words my father wrote to me before he died. To start with Letter #1…CLICK HERE!
My father passed away unexpectedly in 2008. He was not a wealthy man and as a result, the possessions he left behind didn’t consist of much. I inherited a small life insurance policy (which barely covered his burial expenses), a coin collection, and a few other small items around his house that I decided to keep as reminders of him. However, none of those things meant more to me than the words he wrote on the back of his life insurance policy file. It was only a short paragraph that he wrote to my sister and me, but it meant so much more because at that moment I was never able to speak to my father again. I would never hear his voice again. But those words gave me the ability to hear his voice one last time. They essentially became the last words my father ever spoke to me.
I am reminded this morning that this “walk” with Christ on Earth is not a boring one. It’s not a dull & boring life. It is so easy to look around and see the ways of the world around us and the pursuits of those that don’t believe and begin to think the Christian life is dull and boring.
Five years ago I drank my last sip of alcohol. Every so often I have found it beneficial to re-visit the reasons why I decided to quit drinking and reflect on the things I learned during my time with alcohol. Over the last several years I have normally done this in my personal journal but I have felt recently that God wanted me to share these reasons and insights here on this blog so that others may have the opportunity to find strength or new clarity on the subject. With that being said, I hope that if you have been inspired by this post, or know of someone who may benefit from it, that you would share it in whatever manner you see fit.