Emily’s* Story: “What’s your story, Emily?” My head snapped up, startled, toward the voice at the end of a table filled with friends. All eyes turned to me. I scrambled to compile something coherent, but even as I opened my mouth, I knew I hadn’t. What is my...
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Christina’s* Story: I will never forget the buzz of the vacuum. Nor will I forget the insensitive nurse informing me, “this part shouldn’t hurt” as she forcefully pressed down on my abdomen while the life-sustaining water poured out, splashing on the floor. My...
April’s* Story: We moved to Texas from a small town in the north east. It was a tough move for our four kids, especially our 17-year-old daughter Ellie. It seemed everything she tried did not work out. After trying and trying and not feeling like God was...
Nina’s* Story: Days after the birth of my son, my mother-in-law listed her grievances against my husband and me over the past years. Her guilt-ridden statements conveyed her unhappiness as well as my father-in-law’s with the lack of time we spent with...
Martha’s Story: I lived solely for my own pleasures—always seeking the next high, until one dark day, I found myself down in a slimy pit. Cocaine and alcohol were my best friends. It didn’t happen overnight, but there I was. I had reached the bottom. I lost my...
