Danny
The only thing I hate more than baseball is my father. Now I will do whatever it takes not to think about him, or his God. I’m on my way to pursue my dream of becoming a screenwriter. I don’t know how I’ll get to LA. I don’t know what I’ll do once I’m there. I just know I’m going to do what I want and I’m never going home. The day I walked out that door, I left all that behind. Time to move on to greater things.
Lydia
My brother Danny is my best friend and he understands me better than anyone. He makes me laugh. He listens to me. Most importantly, he believes in me like I believe in him. I believed he could be a major league baseball player until he hated the sport. Then I believed he could write plays, and movies, that would change the world.But now, he’s gone. He’s addicted to drugs, on the streets, and far from God. Yet I still believe. I believe God has good plans for Danny, that he will return to God, and that God can heal the brokenness in us all. I will continue to pray, and believe, until God brings him home. No matter what, I will keep believing.