"There will always be the older white woman in Walmart who stared at us with sheer disgust, or the African-American mother who looked at us and just shook her head.”
"I couldn’t help the sobs. I got my boy and we moved to a secluded table and I held him as I explained what was happening... I held that 6-foot 4-inch, 175-pound boy. I rocked him as he asked if he would lose her...or both of them."
"That blue stain was just a big fat negative in my life. I hated it. The next month, we got devastating news about my sweet son, the one who splattered it all over our carpet."
"The next morning he woke up and wasn’t feeling good. I assumed it was all the excitement from the day before. The last words he ever said to us were 'I love you too.'"
Tim Keller was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer earlier this summer. While he doesn't know how long he has yet to live, Keller says he is happier than he has been before and "I enjoy my prayer life more than I ever have in my life." Still, there is one thing Keller fears.
