Today’s the day.
If you read my Farther’s Day post, you know something of my childhood story, and my struggles as a dad. You also read of how you could help me become a better man.
Many of you have stepped up this week, made sacrifices for me, and taught me a lesson about community. Whatever the final outcome, I will be forever grateful for your kindness and generosity.
I wrote yesterday of what all of this has meant to me. I stand stunned into silence by all that’s transpired this week.
But now we are coming down to the wire. Never before have I appealed to you, my readers, for anything (excepting, of course, your attention). This blog exists as a labor of love, and you have shown me what it–and thus I–mean to you.
We are almost there. At last tally, we are $70 short of our goal.
Can you help push us over the edge? If you can’t afford to give, will you pray?
I feel like a fool coming to you this way.
I’ll tell you how it is for me: I feel like the woman told about in Scripture, the one with the issue of blood. Like her, there is a crowd–an obstacle that must be overcome–standing betwixt her and Jesus. “If I can but touch the hem of His garment,” she says to herself.
That’s what this is to me: my “hem of His garment” moment. I put this out there for all of you to see, not knowing how it would be received.
And you have overwhelmed me.
And I am–we are–almost there; the hem of His garment is nearly within reach.
Anyone who gives any amount will be entered in both giveaways I put on this week:
Kindle copy of Tosca Lee’s Demon: a Memoir
And:
If you are unable to donate, you may still enter to win one, or both, of those books by simply commenting in either, or both, of those posts. I will accept entries through midnight tonight (Friday, June 22nd, 2012). Winner(s) will be selected via Random.org.
So there it stands–we are down to the wire. I have until midnight to register with Ransomed Heart, or I forfeit my spot.
Please click the button below to be directed to PayPal. Thank-you very much! Many, many blessings to you!
–Chad
