There once was a man with a book ‘bout a cow, that’s finally on shelves in all the stores now!
It was a day or two after we buried Joey, and I was sitting at the kitchen table with our middle daughter Hopie. She was twenty-seven years old at the time with beautiful brown hair and soft green eyes. “Is there anything you want to tell me?”, I asked.
“You won’t understand,” she answered through her tears. “You’ll judge me…”
For the minimal price of ten dollars on Amazon, I got to help Bob Goff build a school in Africa and in return, he gave me his cell number, appeared in a film about our lives, taught me how to love my wife and children better, but mostly - he showed me a glimpse of what being more like Christ really looks like…