Fadia Naji, Mother
Growing up in a wealthy family in Kuwait meant Fadia Naji could have anything her heart desired: expensive cars, beautiful jewellery and the latest designer clothes. But when the Gulf War ended in 1990, so did life as she knew it. Her husband, who had sided with the Iraqi army during the conflict, was sentenced to ten years in prison and her three...
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She’s My Precious (condensed)
Written six years after stepping down as president of Columbia Bible College and Seminary to care for his wife, Muriel, who suffers from Alzheimer’s.
Seventeen summers ago, Muriel and I began our journey into the twilight. It’s midnight now, at least for her, and sometimes I wonder when dawn will break. Even the dread of Alzheimer’s disease...
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Church, a Hardened Heart, Alcohol and Hope
I'd like to tell you that what you’re about to read is really important and is going to impact your life. The truth is, I'm probably not going to tell you anything you haven't heard before, but let me encourage you to read it anyway.
Raised in a Christian home
I was raised on a dairy farm in the Fraser Valley along with six sisters and one...
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"I Hadn't Hit Bottom, but I Could See it Coming...."
When he was fifteen, Roger Sabourin of Medicine Hat, Alberta, went through one of the worst experiences imaginable for a young teen: sexual abuse at the hands of a clergy member.
Devastated by the experience but fearing what would happen if he went public with the crime, Roger chose to remain silent, keeping his hurt and grief to himself for the...
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Fully Restored
I was born in Mullingar and I'm the eldest of four children. Our parents were good Catholics who believed in the power of prayer and gave us a good upbringing.
By the time I received my First Holy Communion I was serious about God. In fact, I had a spiritual experience that day but there was nobody to explain it to me. Not too long afterwards...
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Reflection in the Mirror
Out of habit, I felt for the light switch in our bathroom, I flipped it on, but… the darkness remained. My body shook with terror. Holding on to the cold and slick counter top, I looked toward the mirror and saw a dreary gray of nothing. In desperation, I felt the urge to scratch through the glass into the darkness to find even a slight glimpse...
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Facing Childhood Cancer
I would never have believed that a church would pray for a family they didn't know. But when they heard the news that doctors believed a child in this family had cancer - Lymphoma - that's what they did. My son Sam had a mass on his liver and spleen and small tumors forming in his abdomen. He was three and a half years old at that time.
The day...
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