Everyday in heat, rain or cold, I ran - alone in the woods - in the hills near our home. There I felt the gentle touch of God. I head Him whisper, 'You're stronger now. It's time to tell the truth of what happened. Tell your story to give hope to others.

Abuse changes who we are, it changes who we become. It changes how we move in the world and so does kindness

Everyday in the heat, rain and cold, I ran, alone in the woods...in the hills near our home. There I felt the gentle touch of God. And I heard His whisper, You're stronger now. It's time to tell the truth of what happened. Tell your story to give someone hope.

How could I have never told anyone what He had done for me? Nothing else had worked. Nothing had been able to break the chains that kept me living on the edge. Nothing....except the gentleness of His touch.

The power of His gentleness..In the Eye of Deception - This is my story.

No denial of the truth will ever invalidate it.

Write what you know. Write what you can't forget. Write to give yourself courage and others hope.

When life tries to define you with its hardship, you gotta push back, look it straight in the eye and say, ‘No matter what life throws at me, I’m going to keep telling myself that I will overcome.’ And every time you own that truth, you write your own life script.

Hope transcends everything. It goes beyond all doubts. It silences fear. It quiets despair.