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I remember what hopelessness felt like. Throttled up against the bathroom wall, eight months pregnant, I felt hopeless. Dragged along the...

It may be a common phrase, perhaps sluffed off as some minor personality flaw. A sign of weakness or maybe even deemed pathetic. But...

"The day he relapsed I lost my husband and was given a stranger. When he died, in that instant the stranger disappeared and I lost my...

"Heavenly Father, You know our worries, our struggles, our hurts and our pains. Lord, they are stealing our joy. They are filling up the...

I thought practicing my will, especially when I was in the right, was ok. “Digging my heels into the ground” over things that were “right”

I’d been crying that day. I was $1000.00 short of rent I was a single mom with three kids, working part-time trying to make ends meet.