The first video I did with the hope of helping young persons…
…to make good choices is called The Choice Is Yours. It was produced by Gospel Films, now known as Gospel Communications International. Their office is located in Muskegon, Michigan.
This video was born out of grief, pain, and loss. It was released in 1997 in dedication to Andy Tant, the young man I spoke about in yesterday's journal. Andy was a beacon of hope and a flaming torch for God. And I believe that he has passed on his torch to me to carry it forward.
As I mentioned in my previous day's journal entry, young Andy died in a head-on collision while he was driving on a Tennessee road on December 8, 1996. On this December day his work on earth was complete. His parents, whom I am still in touch with, continue to grieve. I can sense their pain when they write their letters. I know they struggle with terrible loss, but their faith in God is strong.
I pray for Andy's parents, and I try to encourage them when I write. They don't write to me as much as they used to. Their letters are becoming few and far between. But this is okay because I believe they want to move on. Nevertheless, they know how much I love them and how much I miss their son. And I am still carrying his torch.
One day I will see Andy Tant in Heaven. He's going to get a big hug from me.
D.B.
This video was born out of grief, pain, and loss. It was released in 1997 in dedication to Andy Tant, the young man I spoke about in yesterday's journal. Andy was a beacon of hope and a flaming torch for God. And I believe that he has passed on his torch to me to carry it forward.
As I mentioned in my previous day's journal entry, young Andy died in a head-on collision while he was driving on a Tennessee road on December 8, 1996. On this December day his work on earth was complete. His parents, whom I am still in touch with, continue to grieve. I can sense their pain when they write their letters. I know they struggle with terrible loss, but their faith in God is strong.
I pray for Andy's parents, and I try to encourage them when I write. They don't write to me as much as they used to. Their letters are becoming few and far between. But this is okay because I believe they want to move on. Nevertheless, they know how much I love them and how much I miss their son. And I am still carrying his torch.
One day I will see Andy Tant in Heaven. He's going to get a big hug from me.
D.B.