I believed I was a mistake in the universe. All I ever wanted was love and belonging, but I was drawn again and again into unhealthy relationships. My pain finally drove me to understand that I needed a Savior. I accepted Christ and dove headlong into a relationship with a loving father, one who promised he would never leave or forsake me, and I believed him.(Hebrews 13:5), After years of struggle to climb out of the miry muck, my feet were finally on solid ground (Psalm 40:2).

What follows is a message I shared with the ladies of Parker Chapel who attended a Christmas brunch that I hosted in my home on December 14, 2024::

What happens when you say yes to your reality? Sometimes saying yes simply means that you surrender to something you are powerless to change anyway.

I recently read a fellow brain injury survivor’s blog post. In her article she mentioned her deceased mother-in-law’s hands. The daughter-in-law thought they were beautiful, although the lady would have disagreed.