My heart is broken. I hoped to spend the rest of my life with my girlfriend.

Two nights ago, when I didn’t hear from her, I called the hospital thinking she might have been in an accident. To my relief, she wasn’t listed. So I left work early and went to her apartment. I began knocking on the door. She texted and said “Stop please!” I was confused until I realized she was with her ex-boyfriend. I can’t describe how I feel… I’d just introduced her to my parents. I can’t speak about this—the pain is too deep. I need healing. Please send me a sermon on broken hearts.

My father-in-law lives over a thousand miles away and is a Jehovah’s Witness. Every year, my wife insists that our children should spend the month of June with him. I disagree. As a Christian, I don’t think that our children should be separated from us for weeks at a time while being exposed to what I regard as a cult. To make matters worse, their meetings are held in the home that our children are staying in.

Our teenage daughter now tells us that when she’s 18, she’s moving there to be with her friends in this group. 

Please give me some direction.