#Inspiration
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When “Home” is a Disappearing Act There is a specific kind of silence that comes with a heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve. It’s a suffocating, frozen silence that feels like the world has turned its back on you. At thirteen years old, I wasn’t waiting for the magic of the morning. I was a ghost Read more
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Why My Success Made Them Judge Sometimes, the hardest part of surviving struggle isn’t the cold or the hunger; it’s the moral judgment of the people who are supposed to be helping you. I know this first-hand. I was homeless until 19. Along that brutal path, I met many people who were tasked with offering Read more
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Life moves on. The mind and soul might begin to heal, but the body—that’s a different story. It holds onto the past, a silent witness to every hurt and every wrong. For those of us who have walked through deep pain, this is a truth we feel in our bones. We can pray, go to Read more
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What she went through was nothing compared to what she did to me. But who is keeping the score? This question gets to the heart of what I’ve come to call “the uneven ledger” the biased way we account for our relationships. People tend to forget what they do to others, but they never forget Read more
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I’ve learned that God doesn’t do darkness. He doesn’t have a hidden agenda or a secret list of enemies. When I was younger, I knew what darkness was. For years, I was truly on my own, moving from place to place with no real home, living in the shadows of a world that felt too Read more
