Three days ago we celebrated Jesus’ victory over death and His opening wide the gates of heaven. We tried to linger with Him in Gethsemane on Thursday, and not hide our eyes when He was nailed to the cross on Friday. We sat by the tomb and we waited. On Sunday, we ran...
Charlotte’s* Story: I was sixteen when my mom decided to put me and my sisters on a “diet.” She had struggled with her weight when she was a teenager, and wanted to spare her girls. None of us were overweight – but we...
Laurie’s Story: Hi, my name is Laurie, and I’m an alcoholic. That is how I represent myself at Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) meetings. I’ve learned alcoholism is a disease. It is hereditary. My father’s mother and my mother’s father were both alcoholics. Both my...
