Believing in God for the Impossible

MATTHEWS, NC (9:18pm) – One of the most persistent questions I’m receiving right now is “what ARE you doing, now?”  It’s never been an uncomfortable question before – but it is, now.

When Sean and I moved to North Carolina in 2000, we moved for my career – so I could take a job at WBTV News in a city we knew we’d like better than Houston, Texas – where we’d lived for three years.  We never really intended for Charlotte to be our home – we imagined we’d stay a few years, and we would move back to the Pacific Northwest with our family.

Well, we came to love this city and its people – and about five years ago we started attending Elevation Church. I remember the moment exactly – you’ll think it’s corny – but here goes.  

Remembering September 11, 2001

“… Will the blue skies and sun-frolicked waters
I left this morning be the same again?….
Will joy still exist?….
What will I feel?
Who will I be, when I regain my life?”

An excerpt from Tom Flynn’s epic poem, “Bikeman.”

Emotional.

Chilling.

In the foreword, Dan Rather calls it – “a harrowing document of what crumbles without and within, one that reverberates well after the reading.”

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