- Thu, Apr 15, 2010
- Christian Life, Culture and Worldview
Out of the Fog: How America’s Family Coaches Got Started
With that simple statement my little princess stopped time for me. Lifting her gently off my lap, I sent her back to play in the spring sunshine. I slumped back in my chair with a swirling head and blood pumping furiously through my heart. Even as I type these words, I can feel those sensations all over again. It was a frightening moment. The fog lifted from my preoccupied brain for a minute—and suddenly I could see. But what I saw scared me to death. It was like being a ship and coming out of the fog in time to see a huge, sharp rock knifing through the surf just off the port bow.










