Finding the Way Out
“the more I fought to change, the stronger the helpless feelings grew. I did not fit, but seemingly could not change my behaviors. Helplessness slowly transformed into a hopelessness ..” … More Finding the Way Out
In this world of over 7 Billion people, it's my hope nobody should ever feel alone. I'm proud to share in the Hope Shack project and support organizations that encourage and bring hope to those that are recovering from the storms that life throws at us. - Christina ******* Christina Blount is a trailblazer and bridge-builder, a natural result of her 20-year military career. She now works by referral only, providing private and personalized support to artists, authors and speakers. Christina is passionate about bringing the mission of a ministry together with the needs of a community by managing projects, coordinating logistics, and nurturing relationships. Her efforts have contributed to successful nationwide speaking/concert tours, specialized fundraising events, and global online communities. She was selected to organize a Presidential visit for George W. Bush, and partnered with Google on the launch of Google Hangouts and Google+ Communities. Her work during the global pandemic has raised over $1.5 million dollars to fund rescue and recovery ministries, and brought a message of hope to over 15,000 attendees via virtual and socially-distanced live events. - Driven and passionate, Christina is actively involved in mission-focused care ministries. She facilitates Grief, Divorce, and Recovery workshops, mentors women in long-term recovery centers, and is a national conduit between rescue organizations. She currently leads the Hope Shack project, an online resource for individuals seeking support, organizations providing it, and those with a message to share. - Originally from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, Christina now makes her home in St Paul, Minnesota with her daughter Lara and a beagle named Pickles. Find them out exploring trails along the North Shore of Lake Superior or traversing the northern Canadian boundary waters of Minnesota. When a rare quiet evening finally appears, she'll be home in front of the fire with her family, a good book and pile of knitting.
“the more I fought to change, the stronger the helpless feelings grew. I did not fit, but seemingly could not change my behaviors. Helplessness slowly transformed into a hopelessness ..” … More Finding the Way Out
Troubles will come. It’s what we do with them that makes the difference. … More Everyday Troubles
My fear was born out of past experiences, so really, it had nothing to do with the person I am now. That fear had to lose, to die with my past…and I had to let it go. … More Screw the Fear
I found myself in one of those tailspins. I was looking for ways to make the hurting stop. .. … More Rescue Missions
I have anxiety. I have a low self-esteem. I’m a helper. I’m a giver (often times too much). I’m a fighter. And I love very, very hard… … More Lani’s Story
Why share our stories? Our imperfections are someone else’s hope. This is an inspiring read. I hope it encourages you to share what you’ve been through, or what you are going through, so that others might realize they aren’t alone in their struggles and find hope through your experiences. Do you have a … More Broken Tales
“I have an interview tomorrow.”
“What if they don’t like me?”
“I’m not ready for this exam.”
“I have no idea how we’re going to make it.”
“We just don’t have any answers.”
“What if they turn me away?” … More Anxious Thoughts.
There’s a great story in the Bible about two persistent street preachers that were trying to minister to people in Rome. They were thrown in jail. Seems like that door was closed. Turns out, the jailer was touched by their teaching, and along with his family, became the center of the early church in Greece. … More Open Door
I didn’t know how the bills would be paid, how I could afford an attorney, or where I could find a job… … More Shelter from the Storm
“Helplessness slowly transformed into a hopelessness that eventually infiltrated into not only my waking but also my sleeping hours. The worst part of this wasted existence was knowing I needed to transform myself and my life; sensing I could do nothing to begin the needed change process; and then developing a growing perspective that I … More Help has Arrived