Growing up in a physically and mentally abusive home, I often asked myself, “What’s wrong with me? Why was I born? How can I be better?” These questions lingered into adulthood. From a young age, I recognized that my…
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My life has been a journey of mundane moments, mountaintops, valleys, and soaring times, all shaped by my hope in the Lord. I recall my youth, weary and stumbling, but also how God continually renewed my strength. His loving…
George Dennehy was born without arms in a Romanian orphanage. The workers there neglected him and he was severely malnourished. At 16 months old, he weighed just nine pounds. A Romanian doctor hung a death certificate on his crib,…
Though most people can sympathize with those in prison, I also have empathy. When I was much younger, I got into racketeering and bank fraud. Being incarcerated for five and a half years in federal prison was rough, but…
Useless. Sad. Worthless. Those were my emotions when I experienced homelessness for the first time in 2006. Addicted. Uneducated. Criminal. That wasn’t me. I was just a mom who couldn’t afford permanent housing for me and my three children.…
Growing up, my life was filled with instability and pain. My family was trapped in a cycle of generational trauma: alcoholism, domestic abuse, and emotional scars. Chaos and danger were constant companions, and the trauma became the theme of…