Keegan Marchand, Zach's best friend in elementary school stood up and shared his heart at Zach's funeral at only twelve-years-old. Five years later, Keegan needed to write an essay to get into McGill University and he chose to write about Zach, their friendship and the impact Zach had on his life. I marvel at how such a young man has cared so deeply for my boy and once again, how much he has moved my heart. Keegan's Eulogy at Zach's Funeral in 2010 Zach and I met when we w

“When I get honest, I admit I am a bundle of paradoxes. I believe and I doubt, I hope and get discouraged, I love and I hate, I feel bad about feeling good, I feel guilty about not feeling guilty. I am trusting and suspicious. I am honest and I still play games. Aristotle said I am a rational animal; I say I am an angel with an incredible capacity for beer. To live by grace means to acknowledge my whole life story, the light side and the dark. In admitting my shadow side I l

God Is Love “If there is meaning in life at all, then there must be meaning in suffering”—Viktor Frankl When we experience contradictions, it rocks our faith. How can God be love when the experience we find ourselves in is the opposite of love? How can he be good when evil seems like it’s winning? I wish, sometimes, I were one of those people who could just accept that two contradictions can coexist at the same and leave it at that, but God has not rigged my DNA that way. I n