Food Freedom

Food Freedom

  Tanna’s Story: Growing up, I found identity in my top-tier grades and volleyball skills. Luckily, this perfectionistic ideology worked well for most of my childhood. My parents were proud of me, and I was checking all the boxes as a daughter. I had...
Repurposed by Cancer

Repurposed by Cancer

  Sherry’s Story: I turned 63 in 2017 and decided I needed to seek optimal health as a senior. My cousin and her husband had often recommended a whole health doctor to me, so I made an appointment for mid-July, which was several months away, a longer wait...
Staying in the Race

Staying in the Race

  Shiona’s Story: If I were a running coach and knew one of my runners would trip, fall and need to sit on the sidelines to recover, I would never put that runner in the race. God knew all my days before I lived any of them (Psalm 139:16), so He knew when...
Mormon Girl Meets Jesus

Mormon Girl Meets Jesus

  Sydney’s Story: I was raised in an LDS (Latter Day Saints) home. My Mormon upbringing shaped my worldview and my view of God. I didn’t believe Jesus, the Father and the Holy Spirit were one God, nor did I believe in the infallibility of the Bible. I...
Cookies, Anger and God’s Grace

Cookies, Anger and God’s Grace

  Chrissy’s Story:  When my second son was a baby, he had trouble sleeping, waking up with colic. After I comforted him, he would finally go back to sleep. As this pattern continued, I began waking up thirsty. I would drink several glasses of water, but my mouth...
Spilled Elixirs

Spilled Elixirs

  Autumn’s Story:    Two-year-old me tottered over to the fridge and pulled out the lemonade—a plastic container with a swiveling lid to keep children like me from spilling. I wrapped my little arms around the jug and set out on my quest. Crossing the...