During most of September, I have been battling and recovering from bronchitis. I don't think I have ever been this sick in my entire thirty-three years of life. And when I was at my lowest point, feeling utterly incompetent and useless, unable to care for myself and my kids, God met me in a surprisingly profound way.

In the face of death, on Easter Sunday, I am fueled by the hope we have in our resurrected Savior. For the Christian, death is the end, yes, of our physical bodies. But it is also the death of suffering, pain, sadness, evil, temptation—the death of everything bad.

The overarching message of Cobra Kai is a refreshing beacon of light and hope in today’s generation of darkness.