A Literal Picture of Amazing Grace: How I Forgave My Dad

The date was November 22, 1998, just south of Stamford, TX.

After going for 10 years without having heard from my dad or knowing where he was, the Lord brought us together at my granddad’s (his dad’s) funeral where I had the opportunity to tell him something very important: I’d forgiven him.

Next only to my profession of faith in Christ, this was the most important decision I’d made in my entire life. My story of “how I forgave my dad” is linked at the bottom of this blog. It’s my story of how, after having grown up in a severely violent, alcoholic home, Christ can take what the enemy intended for evil, and redeem it for His glory.

In the photo below is Jordan (5), Kelsie (7), me, and my dad holding Macy (2).

NOTE: This was the first time my dad had ever met my children.

Two short years after Michelle snapped this photo, alcoholism finally killed my father. My dad, a Christian tormented by this life-long addiction, is free today in Paradise.  I thank & praise Christ for making our coming reunion possible

Read my story of How I Forgave My Dad here.

Soli Deo Gloria, Nick

Forgave Dad

Blood

My son, Jordan, played the drums like a man possessed….

….possessed by the Holy Spirit.

Below are two pics. The second pic is of the members of his rock band: Alexander Gates, Johnny Olvera, and Cory Morrow. They rehearsed in our basement. I swear on everything holy…..the floor vibrated underneath our feet – and Michelle & I wouldn’t have had it any other way. These boys are like sons to us.

These awesome young men came by our house a couple of Saturdays ago just to visit and get caught up. (We tend to forget that, in addition to us dealing with the loss of a son, Jordan had so many friends who are still dealing with the loss of a friend.) We laughed together, cried together, remembered together. It was magical.

While we were visiting, Cory asked, “Do y’all still have that Bible?” Michelle and I asked, “What Bible are you talking about?” The guys then described how, at one of their concerts, they were playing a song about the power of Christ…..in a “musical language that the average speed metal/hard rocker could understand.” In short, they were playing like a Christian version of Rage Against the Machine. Cory continued….

…..so, in the middle of the song (this was planned) Jordan LEAPS out from behind the drums (literally, OVER the bass drum) and begins screaming a passage out of Exodus about the “10 plagues”. Well, while Jordan’s reading (think: screaming the words of Scripture over the so-loud-it’ll-take-paint-off-the-wall guitars), he gets elbowed (accidentally) by someone in crowd and gets his nose broken! BUT JORDAN JUST KEEPS PREACHING! And bleeds all over the pages he was reading. This was the very first time Michelle and I had heard this story.

Michelle quickly began looking for the Bible…..and found it!

The stains you see on the pages of the Bible in the 1st pic is Jordan’s blood – shed while he was reading a story that foreshadowed the shedding of Christ’s blood. For obvious reasons, this Bible is very special now. And, we joyfully gave it to the guys in the band.

Jordan was fascinated with the power inherent in the blood of Christ. When, as a child, he learned that, during the 10th and final plague (recorded in Exodus), the blood over the Jewish doorposts protected them from death during the very first Passover, Jordan got some red paint and painted “the blood of the Lamb” right on the sheet-rock surrounding his bedroom door frame. (There was red paint everywhere.) He hadn’t asked us if he could do that (but we didn’t care :)) That “blood” remained over his bedroom door until we remodeled his room following the day he walked into Paradise to see with his own eyes the “Lamb who is the Shepherd; the Servant who is the King.”

Soli Deo Gloria, Nick

open Bible

the band