09/14/2026
One year ago tonight, our family stood at the edge of our own Red Sea.
Melissa’s heart had failed. She was at death’s door. And then—against all odds—a precious donor heart miraculously emerged.
But one enormous mountain still stood before us:
A HEART TRANSPLANT.
My son Gabriel, Melissa’s husband of 20 years, led the charge.
PRAY.
He called the troops—and they came. Family, friends, churches, saints around the world joined hands and hearts with us, storming heaven on Melissa’s behalf.
And suddenly—
SURGERY WAS ON.
So we rallied.
We prayed.
We walked.
The kids swam.
We stayed together.
We waited.
WE BELIEVED.
Because what in the world do you do while your wife, your mother, your daughter, your beloved is somewhere nearby having her HEART removed and another placed inside her chest?
You keep moving.
And you keep believing God.
Not far from our trek around the Dallas hospital, an extraordinary team was fighting for Melissa’s life as a precious donated heart was placed inside her chest and began to beat.
And then came the words we had all been waiting to hear…
“SHE MADE IT THROUGH!!!” 🙌😭❤️
GLORY TO GOD.
There are moments in a family’s history that become holy ground.
This is one of ours.
One year later, Melissa is HOME. ❤️ She is recovering. Loving her family. Homeschooling her daughters. Living the life we were desperately praying she would live again.
And we are STILL praying.
Still believing.
Still contending for COMPLETE restoration.
And to every single one of you who prayed us through those terrifying, miraculous hours—THANK YOU.
You stood in the gap with us. You carried our family before God when we needed an army. We will never forget it.
One year later, we look back across that sea and remember:
GOD MADE A WAY.
And the God who parted the Red Sea for us then is still making a way now.
TO GOD BE ALL THE GLORY. 🙌❤️