Restoration and Hope Writings

A Story of Betrayal, Faith, and Real Transformation There’s a moment from my past that still comes back to me… not loud, not dramatic, just enough to remind me who I used to be. It didn’t happen in chaos. It happened in a quiet, ordinary setting… the kind where nothing looks wrong from the outside. But something was already off. Boundaries had been softened. Lines had been crossed long before the moment itself. A friend trusted me. And I slept with her boyfriend. Even writing

I got the call again… and before she even finished the sentence, I knew. There is a tone in a mother's voice when something has gone terribly wrong — a weight that words cannot carry on their own. This time it was a friend I have known for over a decade, telling me that her daughters, one a teenager and one an adolescent, had been hurt… not once, not twice, but over time, repeatedly violated by someone they knew, someone they trusted, someone the family knew. And in that mome

Over the last six months, since launching this ministry, resistance has pressed hard. A broken leg. A near fatal fall off a cliff. My husband tumbling off a ladder. My love one attempting suicide. Estrangement with my in-laws. Technology failing when work must move forward. A car stuck in the snow and a flat tire on the way to serve. Individually, each event could be explained. Together, they forced reflection. I am working to bring survivors to Christ. This means I am walkin

Last week, during a blizzard, we almost died. My husband was driving his blue Chevy Colorado with winter wheels through a snowstorm to get firewood on our way to our cabin. Our two cats were in the back. Everything around us was whitewashed. We were in an unfamiliar industrial area, trying to follow signs to get out safely after loading a barrel of firewood into the truck. It looked like we simply had to drive downhill to reach some construction vehicles ahead. Then my husban