A couple of years ago, our local children’s theatre troupe had to close its doors for lack of funding. Several of us were deeply saddened by the news, but obviously not enough of us to make a difference. My wife had the crazy idea that maybe our church could fill this void in the community.
I glanced at my watch halfway through the meeting – 7:35 p.m. The expected pain was absent, and in its place, a slow and simple ache. For the first time in his life, my infant son went to bed without hearing me say goodnight. I’m sure he slept better than I did that evening. Too