Before I say anything else… I want to speak from the quiet place in me that remembers how faithfully God carried me while I wrote this book. This isn’t just a book. This isn’t just a project. This is a piece of my heart I never thought I’d share.
There were nights I cried writing these chapters. Moments I had to stop because the memories were too loud. Pages where I had to ask God, “Why do I have to tell this?” And every time, He answered the same way:
“Because somebody needs to see what I did for you.”
So today… I’m opening the door gently. Not with excitement — but with gratitude. Not with fanfare — but with reverence. Not with confidence — but with the quiet strength God gave me when I didn’t have any of my own.
This month, I’m sharing pieces of the journey that shaped me. The moments that broke me. The lessons that rebuilt me. The truth that freed me. And the God who held me through all of it.
I’m not revealing the title yet. I’m not revealing the cover. But I am revealing my heart.
Stay close. Walk with me. Feel this with me. Because these stories… are the ones God refused to let me bury.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
“What I survived became what I wrote.”
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