The kids were out of control and so were the bills, my relationship with my wife felt strained, and I honestly didn’t think I could handle the stress at work anymore. I’ll never forget the day it all seemed to come crashing together. It looked like an ugly self-portrait, an American Gothic with me holding a pitchfork next to an unhappy spouse, the family farm up in flames. For a moment, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to engage or run away. … as challenging as fatherhood can be I don’t ever want to tap out. This is the vocation to which God has called me—and it’s beautiful and challenging and profoundly rewarding.