This month, there was a trial related to the accident that took the life of my only son, Christopher. This has been a tragedy for so many people, but the legal process has been personally very difficult for me.
Let me start off by saying that there was no win in this trial for me. Nothing was going to change the reality that I lost my entire family that night, the hope of a growing family to enjoy in my retirement. There was nothing that could bring Christopher back to me. It was, however, a necessary process, one that I can only hope has some greater purpose than I am currently able to appreciate.
For better or worse, there has been a significant amount of local media coverage of the trial and the verdict. The question that I am most often asked is if I am happy (or some similar word) with the outcome of the trial. My response is honest; I chose not to get invested in the outcome of the trial. As I e-mailed to a team of prayer-warriors who have been interceding on my behalf, on December 7 I was faced with the reality that I don’t know what is good and right. If my idea of good and right was accurate, Christopher would not have died that night. So to ask me what is good and right for this legal process . . . I have no idea. Only God knows and I have no choice but to trust it to Him.