Alain Emerson felt like the luckiest man in the world.
The faith that had once see.
He could never have imagined that, in a matter of months, he would be nursing his beautiful twenty-three-year-old bride through the final stages of cancer, and that at the age of only twenty-seven he would find himself a widower, distraught and alone.
A talented young pastor of a thriving church and national director of a prayer movement, he had found and married Lyndsay, the girl of his dreams, his soul mate.
Alain Emerson felt like the luckiest man in the world