you!” the old man yelled, “you are a fake and a cruel man. my son is dead. leave me alone!” he would not open the door. the pounding continued for a while, but then it stopped. the young man gave up and left.
a heartbreaking story. here was a man who obviously loved his son deeply. yet he was too afraid to give up the bones that he’d carried for years. he never found the happiness that was knocking at his door because he was so determined to hold onto the bones of the past rather than live in the joy of the present.
god gives us the choice: live with the 