When my son, Jacob, grew into his teen years, I remember looking at him and asking myself the question every father fears to ask himself. Am I raising my son well enough for manhood? I didn’t know how to answer that question. I didn’t know where to look for an answer. I only sensed that something vital was missing inside of me. I felt confused and panicked. A fledgling young counselor named John Eldredge helped me to find my answer from a confused little boy waiting at the window for his daddy to come home.