This morning my dear friend and literary agent, Lee Hough, died. He was in the prime of life. An encourager, a devout husband and father, loyal friend, and faithful warrior for the Kingdom of Grace, he’ll surely be missed. He had such a way of taking people, personally. He was able to turn a conversation into a time of belonging and encouragement for anyone. He fought ferociously for what he believed in, and offered kindness to all. His wife’s tender announcement reveals the kind of legacy he left behind, one that St. Paul had in mind when he urged us all to ‘run the good race.’
Good-bye, Lee…for now.