Suzan’s Story: “Why don’t you just lie there and stop crying!” Those were the words of my perpetrator, one of three men who lured my friend and me on false pretenses. Behaving like animals, they used our bodies shamelessly. I was sixteen years old, a...
“Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings.” (Psalm 17:8) David’s enemies were surrounding him literally and figuratively, seeking to rob him of his peace and his very life. He was desperate for God’s protection and deliverance...
Ugochi’s Story: My mom always told me you don’t need friends. I think that’s why she and my dad had so many kids. Being the black sheep of the family, I wanted to prove her wrong. Finding friends would be challenging because I was not cool, I had a gap between...
When I was a teenager, I had a dream that I was riding my bike down a highway. There were no cars, and I felt a delicious sense of freedom, almost as if I were flying. It was night, yet there was light all around me. I still remember that dream over 30 years...
Maya’s* Story: Eager for closure, I arrived early at the courthouse. My marriage had been stressful from the first day and never got better – instead, I feared for my life at the end. When I signed the divorce papers, a heavy weight lifted from my shoulders....
