Chapters (42)
- Cover
- OTHER NOVELS BY CHRIS FABRY
- Dedication
- PART 1
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- PART 2
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- PART 3
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- DISCUSSION QUESTIONS
- Preview of Overcomer
- ABOUT THE AUTHORS
David had been taught from early on that God was sovereign over his life. If that was true, why had this bad thing happened? Why couldn’t God have allowed a doctor to see his condition when he was younger and treat him for it? Why had God taken away wrestling, something he loved so much?
That’s what he was doing now—wrestling with life, struggling to not be pinned by his circumstances. And his parents seemed to want him to move on and embrace a new chapter in life before he could even process all the changes. He wanted to feel this fully, to let the disappointment linger as long as it needed, even though his headaches were gone.
As they neared home, his mom mentioned something about his upcoming wedding.
David leaned over and looked at her. “What are you talking about, my wedding?”
She laughed. “That’s right, you don’t remember. It’s just something that happened when the nurse was prepping you for surgery.”
“What did I say?”
“Trust me, I’m sure she’s heard a lot of things like that,” his dad said. “I wouldn’t worry about it.”
“Wait, did I ask her to marry me?”
They pulled into the garage and his mom told him what he had said to Pastor Jeff.
“You’re lucky Nate wasn’t there to record all of that,” his dad said. His phone dinged with a message. “It would have gone viral by now.”
David shook his head and grabbed his duffel bag and headed inside. “I think I need to apologize to a bunch of people.”
“No, it’s fine. It was just the anesthesia talking,” his mom said.
“I don’t remember saying any of that.”
“And you weren’t just talking. You were singing your heart out.”
“No!” David said, incredulous.
“Yeah, ask Dad.”
David turned to his father, who had his phone to his ear. “Dad, was I seriously singing?”
His dad seemed preoccupied and when he looked at them, David could tell something was up.
“Hey, I’d like you guys to listen to this.” He held out his phone and pressed Play on the message.
“Hello, Mr. Colton. This is Abagail over at Kirsh and Clark. I just wanted to call and inform you that Melissa Cates, David’s birth mother, has updated her records. Now that David is of legal age, he has the right to contact his birth parents if he is interested. You’re welcome to call back if you’d like more information. Feel free to let us know, and have a great day.”