Dear friends and family, We are amazed at the love and support that is pouring in. We cannot thank you enough! Each moment continues to reveal new feelings, pains, hopes, and peace. Our emotions ebb and flow, but they are grounded in our Father’s love for us, His love for Jud, and a thankfulness for

It feels like one of my limbs was slowly ripped off, and now that it is completely gone, the wound is exposed, raw and deeply painful.  The loss of Judson leaves a huge, gaping hole in our lives, like a leg that was once part of the body, is now gone.  I know that over

With Jud’s death, there is a temptation to ask God, “Why have you forsaken me?  Why have you forgotten me?” Right after Judson died, I picked up my “Morning by Morning” daily mediations by Charles Spurgeon and turned to the reflections for that day, November 7.  Oh how fitting were his thoughts that I have

Though we know that death here on earth is inevitable for everyone, it still seems strangely foreign, often shrouded in troublesome mystery.  However, Judson’s recent passing has tangibly reminded me of the very real hope that death can be synonymous with life. Judson’s last morning here on earth was, unfortunately, filled with tremendous suffering, even

I woke up this morning with this song running through my head.Oh, that I may live with the understanding that God is “more than enough for me.” You are my supply My breath of life Still more awesome than I know. You are my reward Worth living for Still more awesome than I know. And

Dear family and friends… The last several days have been very difficult, but we continue to be significantly touched by amazing love and support, near and far. We are tremendously grateful to all who took time out on Veteran’s Day to memorialize our precious boy. We were moved by the presence of so many and

Dear friends and family… We ushered Judson into the arms of Jesus around 11:30 am this morning. We do not grieve as those without hope. In His Loving Embrace, Christina and Drake   *The journal entries leading up to Judson’s death, and many after his death are available in the book Eyes that See.

Have you ever been driving along in your car, only to discover that the person driving in the car next to you is crying, or sobbing, or maybe even whaling?  It might have been me, or maybe it was you, that someone saw. Car crying is a different type of crying.  It brings a deep