Hope Is On the Menu

As a reminder, I will be spending the next handful of days sharing about my longer writing projects, some that are complete, others that are somewhere in the middle, and a couple that are only outlined.

My father passed away a few years ago. I was blessed to be with him the last four days of his life. We talked and cried and confessed and reconciled. Someone emerged that was more than the man I knew as a distant dad; someone emerged that was tender and honest, vulnerable and open.

I processed that experience for over a year through journaling. Eventually, a few themes emerged. I sewed those themes together to form something of a manuscript. When I realized what he and I experienced at the end was deep hopefulness, I knew I had a story that needed sharing. I polished up the manuscript, and it has become a book, soon to be published: Consuming Hope: Faith, Risk, and Four Days to Live.