Withstand the Storms
“He radically set me free from depression, cutting, and suicidal thoughts. I never picked up a razor blade again…” … More Withstand the Storms
“He radically set me free from depression, cutting, and suicidal thoughts. I never picked up a razor blade again…” … More Withstand the Storms
“I found myself in the counselor’s office and within a matter of hours, suspended for 9 days for “possession of weapon (razor blades),” escorted by a police officer to the hospital for a psych evaluation” … More LaShondra’s Story
“So, here I am, post rock bottom, thanking God for the rain and for never letting go of my hand.” … More Savannah’s Story
“When I was ashamed, God showed me I was worthy. When I was dead inside, God revived me. He didn’t just leave once He fixed me, and He didn’t just show up because I was broken. He had been there since the beginning, always wanting more for me but just waiting for me to say yes to all He had in store.” … More No One is Forgotten.
“There’s a hope now that I didn’t have before. Sometimes we have to walk through darkness to appreciate the light. I’ve questioned for a long time now why God doesn’t just bring it to an end…” … More Pearl’s Story
“I truly felt as though I was standing in the midst of a burning fire, with flames reaching out to grab me and watching life-as-I-knew-it burn to the ground” … More Walking through Fire
“I went home that night after playing basketball. I fell to my knees I prayed this, “Lord if you’re real just show me. Please I don’t know what to do.” I cried for hours because God revealed my sin but instantly it was a dark to light moment. I had felt literally the biggest hug come around me as I was up against my futon in my room on my knees. ” … More Taste it. See it. Enjoy it.
“Lord if you’re real just show me. Please. I don’t know what to do.” … More Brendan’s Story
“What if they could see? What if they could see what we can’t forget? What we can’t undo?” … More Second Chances
I stopped going to counseling and didn’t want to talk about it with my sister when she would ask “Hanna, when will we see mommy and daddy again?”because I had tears and no answers.” … More Hanna’s Story