Let Me Have My Son

"You do not receive because you do not ask." On July 4, 2000, in Virginia Beach, Cris Krusen watched his son Daniel run down the street like an Olympic sprinter. Unfortunately, the local police were in pursuit. Daniel's mind had come apart and he would spend the holiday weekend in the city's psychiatric unit. By his 18th birthday in 2001, Daniel had been civilly committed to Eastern State Hospital on Ironbound Road in Williamsburg, Virginia. But the journey had just begun. The letters that Cristóbal Krusen wrote over the next six years urging prayer for his son's deliverance are a stirring testimony to faith in God's power to move mountains. "The poignant and powerful cry of a father who refuses to abandon hope when all hope is gone. Krusen inspires with honest transparency." -Robert Whitlow