As I ran through New York, I should have known it wasn’t just injury. I was exhausted to the point of burnout and depression was eating me inside and out.
It’s never just about a game, it’s a way of life, a love affair with a club, bird and city.
“And there we she was, pure majesty, a sight more breathtakingly divine than any I have ever seen.” – my reflections and memories of Notre-Dame de Paris.
It has never been lost on me that God revealed His glory to me on Epiphany. Every year on 6 January, I can reflect on His grace which transformed a life that had been destroyed by mental illness.
My look back on 2018, a year when triumph and disaster were both met in the same manner, when the boy in his 40’s truly became a man.