The Lord came, not to remove our suffering, but to show us the way through it to the glory beyond. - Stephen R. Lawhead

Little Archie’s story is darker, more desperate, and yet drearily familiar.

I will write: for myself, for those who come after, and for the voices that cry out not to be forgotten.

Great Light, Mover of all that is moving and at rest, be my Journey and my far Destination, be my Want and my Fulfilling, be my Sowing and my Reaping, be my glad Song and my stark Silence. Be my Sword and my strong Shield, be my Lantern and my dark Night, be my everlasting Strength and my piteous Weakness. Be my Greeting and my parting Prayer, be my bright Vision and my Blindness, be my Joy and my sharp Grief, be my sad Death and my sure Resurrection!