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"One thing I do know, I was blind but now I see!" John 9:25

Hope is found in a life-changing relationship with Jesus Christ. Every person who has this love relationship with Jesus, has a unique story of the power He has to change a life and the hope He alone can give. It is a story that only they can tell. As Jesus makes a difference in the life of a Christian, their story of hope is a living illustration that Jesus is alive and making a difference one life at a time.

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Only At the Surface

Putting out an album, a Christian album, was never in my plans. I grew up in a small town in central Wisconsin and I was not involved in music, nor was I involved in church. I had been a writer since I was little, but singing was just a hobby and church was something other people did. I knew about God, but it was always at the surface. My family would sometimes attend holiday services with friends or relatives, but for the most part, I didn't know about having a close, personal relationship with God.

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From Tragedies To Victories PDF Print E-mail
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Difficult Times

I had a modest start, complete with an outside restroom and a metal tub to take baths in. I had one brother and three sisters. My father who was everything to me, did not go to church, but knew the Word, lived it and taught it to us. While I was pregnant with my first at 21, I lost him and my father-in-law to cancer within a month. While they were sick, I had never prayed so hard in my life - not that they would be healed, but that they would live long enough to see their granddaughter. This prayer was not answered, at least I did not know God's purpose then. Then 16 months later I lost my brother to diabetes. He was 37, blind, had lost a leg and a finger, and had kidney failure which lead to heart failure. At this point, I was angry with God, got a divorce from my first husband, and rebelled terribly for the next four years. (I call these my years of temporary insanity.) I then met my present husband who brought me back to reality. In 1990 we were married.

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A Letter to God PDF Print E-mail
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The Perfect Man for Me

I thought I had come to my breaking point. Inside I was in agony, and my life was in shambles. I had spent three years of my life in misery with a man who was a compulsive gambler. I was severely depressed. I loved this man, but he was not the one who God had for me to spend the rest of my life with.

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The Road to Deliverance PDF Print E-mail
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Yearning for Love

I was a gay young man that had been sexually abused as a young child until my mid teens. I yearned for the love, attention, and acceptance of my dad that other kids had and I didn't. I came from a dysfunctional family where my dad was an alcoholic and I was his whipping boy. Instead of promoting an atmosphere of love, it developed into a relationship of bitterness and borderline hatred. I yearned to be loved and wanted by my dad. When I was abused by a relative, I turned that love and want into the attention he showed me as a filling of that need.

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The Other Side of the Door PDF Print E-mail
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Desperate to Fill the Hole

When I was five years old, my Mom was on her way back to jail and this time they got her on bad enough charges to keep her for a while. It’s not like she kept us anyway. Her Mom, my Granny, did. I always asked God why He didn’t give me a real family. Mom never recovered from being addicted to cocaine. My brother was eight years older than me and he had a bad temper that resulted several times in stitches and bruises for me and my sister. We all had the same mom, but we had different dads. If my Dad is who my Mom says he is, he died when I was six. I never knew him, his family, or any kind of father figure. Mom ended up with "regulars" to support her habit and I struggled along through my childhood. I questioned where God was while my sister and I did without because Mom had a habit and Granny had means just to barely survive.

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