I was a single parent mom who had left a domestic violence marriage. After struggling for over 25 years with alcoholism, I lost my job. My life hit rock bottom. In that moment, when everything had fallen apart, I was face down on the floor thinking I would die. My life had blown up. It was then that I surrendered my life to Christ and confessed to the Lord that I had made a terrible mess of my life. I asked Him to do something of value, His will, with my life. Finally, I was able to get sober and connect with my… Read More
Recovery
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My husband traveled for work, but his job let me stay home with our son. After two years of marriage, we found out I was pregnant with our second child. Shortly after, he went on one of his trips, but he cut all forms of contact, and didn’t return. I became frantic, trying to figure out what had happened, and found he had been unfaithful. I packed our bags and moved in with my parents. I emailed him, telling him I knew, and offered him a chance to explain. He responded by saying it was over, that he was unhappy, and there… Read More
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I have died twice, yet here I am, alive by the grace of God. In 2000, I lost my husband in a car explosion, and in 2011, I said goodbye to my mother. Grief almost broke me, but God carried me through those dark valleys. In 2015, I faced death on a highway. My car was T-boned at 75 mph, throwing me 189 yards. I woke up in the hospital with broken ribs; my torso was black. Paramedics said I had been clinically dead, but God brought me back. After that crash, doctors found an aneurysm in the left cerebral of my… Read More
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My biological dad suffered from severe alcoholism. He was decapitated by an Amtrak train when I was 11 years old. I grew up with a verbally, physically and mentally abusive stepdad. My family struggled with poverty, food insecurity and shelter. I was sexually molested and raped by multiple perpetrators for several years beginning when I was only 4. At 19, I was raped and left in a field. By age 21, I was married and pregnant. I suffered from anxiety, depression and suicidal ideation. At 24, I learned the baby boy I was carrying had died. I carried my dead son in my womb… Read More
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At a very young age, my brother was very physically abusive to me to show off in front of his friends. My entire household was full of pride and ego. Nobody could ever admit they were wrong; there were always issues. There was never a family dinner without fighting, screaming and somebody walking out of the house! I had at least 23 suicide attempts starting at the age of 11. The abuse was so great at my house that I was ordered to move out to avoid my brother being taken into juvenile detention. I truly cried out to God! I said, “If… Read More
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On September 30, 2011, my life changed dramatically. When I was driving my kids home from school, I suddenly didn’t feel well and had to stop the car at the side of the road. My sons called 911 and I was taken to the hospital. All the hospital tests were negative, but this sickness persisted. It was very difficult for me as a single parent as I became unable to drive to work as a home health Physical Therapist. I was also unable to take the kids to school. A family friend tried helping to take the kids to school but with… Read More