I can still picture the blurry trees and road as I sobbed the whole 50-minute drive home from church…As I drove I cried out to the Lord, feeling lonely, utterly lonely. Life was hard, and I didn’t like it.
February 3, 2025
Crying, I knelt down in front of my bedroom window. I was four years old, and I was afraid.
My little soul was troubled: Was I going to hell when I died?
October 2, 2023