This weekend, a loved one’s niece and nephew (both teens) lost their father to a massive heart attack. During the month of September, other fathers and mothers (many fathers and mothers) were incarcerated, separating them from their children for indefinite periods of time, changing those families’ lives forever, too. During the past week, people received terminal medical diagnoses, dealt with crushing financial hardships and struggled to pay – or couldn’t pay – for the bare necessities of life, senior adults have been forced to leave their homes because they could no longer afford mortgage or rent, and thousands have lost everything to a hurricane named Ian. So much pain. So much loss. So much heartache. So much uncertainty. All in such a short period of time. Yet the harder life gets, the more my faith strengthens and the more my hope grows. The harder life gets, the more I want to give people the same Hope that I cling to hourly. My Hope is Jesus Christ, and that Hope is recorde...