Stand on Truth

Stand on Truth

Weak and frail, illness stole a third of my body weight from my already small frame. Rainbow colored bruises all in different stages of healing tattooed my arms and legs, leaving the telltale signs of the IVs used to keep me hydrated, fed, and in as minimal pain as...
A Vision and a Journey

A Vision and a Journey

In January, my friend Cindee and I began the most extraordinary journey, gifted with a vision too large to believe, yet who would willingly doubt the Creator of the universe? Our hearts were broken for the millions, yes, millions of people with chronic illness, and...

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