There is something incredibly freeing about being forgiven. Not excused. Not overlooked. Not swept under the rug. Forgiven. The kind of forgiveness that reaches into the deepest corners of your heart, gathers up every mistake, every regret, every poor choice, every shameful memory, and washes them away completely.

It made me wonder: what would Jesus do? That isn’t just a cliché or a slogan for bumper stickers. It’s a way of living. A daily question that should guide every choice we make.

I lost someone dear recently—a friend, a family member to many, my daughter’s cousin. His life was taken in a senseless act of violence during a robbery gone wrong. Just like that, a precious life cut short. His story should not have ended this way. There are no words that can wrap neatly around the ache that death leaves behind. When it happens in such a cruel way, it stings even more. Money. That’s what it came down to. Money—something so temporary—was valued over a huma