Dangerous Places

When I was very young, I almost drowned. We were at a friend’s house whose parents owned a swimming pool. If I remember correctly, I was the only girl there — the rest of the kids were older boys. I didn’t know how to swim at the time, so I was instructed to stay in … Continue reading Dangerous Places

A Painful Story

Trigger warning: this post details one instance of my childhood sexual abuse. This is a very painful story. I can only post it openly because of who I am in Jesus. Not only has my beloved Savior taken away my personal sins, he has dealt with the shame and stigma of sins committed against me. … Continue reading A Painful Story