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a bit about physical abuse. 

I remember the sound of my breath as it left my body the first time I was thrown into the ground, but I don’t remember the fear I felt anymore, as I was held by my throat with the weight of a man on chest and arms. I cannot recall the alarms that were undoubtedly…

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who can God save? 

I was saved by Christ when I was 22. I did not grow up in a Christian home. We were “Catholic,” attending church on holidays, but once I had reached First Communion, I was allowed to quit the classes. So it goes without saying that I didn’t have a lot of friends and family who…

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take me to church: duty, worship, and love. 

Imagine sitting at home on a Saturday evening, reading a book by the fire in your pajamas perhaps, when the door bell rings. Curiously, you rise and peek out the window. There’s your husband, standing just outside the door with a bouquet of flowers. Of course you’re going to open the door, heart racing because…

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what to do when deliverance isn’t coming. 

***originally published on Whole Magazine November 6, 2014*** I’m not quite sure how to approach this topic, because depression is indeed a sensitive subject and I’m no licensed, or even an educated counselor. What I am, though, is a follower of Christ who also happens to suffer from depression. It is actually a perplexing paradox…

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why I stopped believing in myself. 

***originally published on Whole Magazine January 15, 2015*** 2015. Brand new year, brand new start. Right now, my social media feeds are flooded with inspirational quotes encouraging women, sparking them to believe in themselves and their ability to change this year, as well as their ability to stick to the things that they have set…