In my late teens I was the equivalent of a Salt Life sticker on a Missouri SUV.

Jude went to the barbershop. She was perfect. She sat by me when Miller was in the chair and then by him when it was my turn.

But here’s the thing. We never know.

She runs up to him, arms raised, hoping he’ll pick her up. She’s getting bigger now so that’s getting more difficult. She laughs anytime he does anything. But the real story is – there’s nobody that Jude interacts with like her brother.

God uses our challenges. No pain is wasted.

He understands us when nobody else does.

God has the power to heal. He can instantly take away any sickness, disease, or condition - even Jude’s.

I’m trying to build a community of Christian special needs dads who support one another.