My mother was always my anchor. She was my safe place where I never felt judged, and I could let it out and still be loved. Her death two years ago left my world in shambles. She did her…
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Life happens. Relationships splinter, finances are squeezed, and pressures mount. For me, this meant consuming large amounts of alcohol. It was my valve for releasing pressure and granting momentary relief. Yet, as any addict will confess, there was never…
My story’s unique as I have already gone to be with the Lord. My parents are believers, bringing me up since day one in the church. As a young boy, I was diagnosed with autism and later in life,…
When I was a kid, I always felt like something was missing in my life. I grew up in a Christian household, believed in God, and knew about Jesus, but I was unsure about my future. Things were tough—I…
One week before I surrendered my life to Christ, I was riding my motorcycle home from the gym late at night. Glancing at my phone for a text notification, I didn’t see the truck halfway in my lane until…
My childhood was rough, and from the time I was 17, I started a destructive path of smoking, doing drugs, and drinking alcohol. This pattern continued for many years. Honestly, I feel as though I have always been self-destructive.…