Before I became sick, my life was completely normal. Everything changed when I began feeling a slight irritation in my throat. It seemed like nothing serious, but within 48 hours my body weakened: full-body aches, exhaustion, and a lack…
recovery
My testimony is not an uncommon story. I was lost, struggling with self-worth, unknown purpose, emotional pain, and most importantly, a life without God. Something will always be the most important thing to us; if it’s not God, it…
Recovery taught me that nights are the hardest. That’s when the noise gets loud and the loneliness creeps in. That’s when people decide whether they’re going to make it through until morning. So, I answer my phone. I tell people they…
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…
God has the final say; it has always been that way in my life. It has been nine months since the doctors gave me a poor prognosis. I had an accident and fractured my hips. For a young person,…
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…






