Miracle in the Desert

I wasn't exactly sure why I didn't want my eight-year-old son to go on the trip to Israel with his mom. I told myself it was because that part of the world just never seemed safe to me. But I reluctantly gave my permission and he left on a ten day trip. He never came back. It didn't take long to put together the pieces and realize that my ex-wife had abducted him. The emotional devastation came quickly. But just as quickly came a surprisingly calm resolve to bring my son home. My wife Stephanie and I began to seek help from everyone we could think of - the local police the FBI the Department of State. We spent our savings on private detectives. But after almost three months we still had nothing. We had no idea where he was. That's when we decided to go to Israel. Thus began a journey built on faith and hope; a journey filled with unexpected discoveries; a journey filled with miracles.