God Has Some Pretty Good Reasons

I didn't want to move to Louisville, Kentucky. But everything happens for a reason.

Ultimately, I did move to Louisville. For 16 years, I had the best job I ever had. My wife worked at the Louisville Zoo and overcame her shyness. Both daughters received scholarships and worked their way through the University of Louisville to earn advanced degrees. Both met their husbands in Louisville.

I never prayed to get the job in Louisville, uproot my young family, and move here from Kennewick, Washington. I  didn't have to. God had a plan for us. Likewise, God wanted me to recover from my alcohol addiction, then write a book and this blog to help someone else struggling with the same problems that used to pound me down. I didn't want to become an alcoholic. But it's true: Everything happens for a reason.