You’re Not Beyond Repair.

I’m only 31, but it feels like I’ve lived a long life. Looking back, I still struggle to process everything that has happened to my family—the good, the bad, and the ugly. God has taken ashes and made them beautiful. I now look at my dad with respect and love, even admiration, for how he has owned up to his mistakes and chosen to sacrifice self to make amends with us all.

You can’t spell amends without amen. A lot of prayer got us where we are. My family is one big miracle. Any other description falls short.

My family’s relationships are great in what is a season of renewal for all of us over the last six years. I’m overwhelmed and overjoyed at what God has done. I remember a time when I said to myself, “It’ll never get better. There is zero hope for my family, no hope for me, and no hope I’ll ever find a wife and enjoy a healthy relationship. I can’t even conceive what that looks like.”

My hindsight reminds me God can redeem anything and anyone. I share some of my story from the stage every concert, but sometimes I forget the depth of God’s grace until I look back at what he’s done. The Lord is a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin. My family is living proof.

I hope my story is a reminder for you. When no one else can give you hope, believe one truth. Jesus can.