Read Part One here if you haven’t had a chance: Amy continues her story of God’s grace through the unburdening of a deeply guarded secret… Part One may be found here! That night, as I stood behind the couch facing my biggest fear and the single most hurtful thing I had done to my husband and my marriage, I felt the presence of the Lord. Habakkuk 3:19 NIV “The Sovereign LORD is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet … Continue reading →
Tag Archives: Testimony
When We Give Our Fears to God: A Mother’s Journey
There are few sounds like that of a mother crying over her child. A heart-broken mother, a terrified mother, a lost, angry, confused and wounded mother holds nothing back but weeps out grief in anguished sobs that come from deep within her DNA. Where is God? How could this be His plan? The pain can so overwhelm and consume us that for an instant we feel we have lost the presence of God. Perhaps it is a shadow of how … Continue reading →
From Faith to Fear And Back Again
When it all falls apart “What did he say?” I turned from the newscast to the man next to me. “Crashed.” It was early fall of 2008, and I sat in Bangui, the capital city of the Central African Republic, watching the news in French. As my college French professor will attest, there is no more pointless undertaking than me doing anything in French. But the graph behind the newscaster told me all I needed to know: the US economy … Continue reading →
My Run-Out Faith
What sweet words I find in Isaiah 43. Words to remember as I travel through life. Or at least until life sweeps me off my feet. What do I do with these promises? When life is upside down and flames set every dream ablaze, are these words true? No Words Would Come Four miles from my home, I dragged myself into a hotel and reserved their last room. The sweet African American gentleman behind the desk asked if I … Continue reading →
Becoming a Protector: My Journey of Faith Beyond Fear
Becoming a Protector I called the instructor of my counseling course. Tension rose. I knew what I needed to do. Stalling was no longer an option if I was to walk in integrity as a counselor and a child of God. My brother-in-law molested me as a child. Now his granddaughter, my great niece, was the age when sleepovers with her grandparents, were imminent. I could keep the secret. This was between my brother-in-law and me. Yet how can a … Continue reading →
