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Struggling with Illness

I modeled a great deal as a teenager, but I don't fit the mold set by the modeling industry. I am not the willow six-foot-tall blond you often see sashaying down the runway. I am 5'5" and due to childhood illness I have been completely bald since I was nine years old. My hair loss is due to Alopecia Areata, an auto-immune disorder for which there...

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As Streams Renew the Desert: One Woman’s Journey Through Breast Cancer
As Streams Renew the Desert: One Woman’s Journey Through Breast Cancer

Restore our fortunes, LORD, as streams renew the desert. Those who plant in tears will harvest with shouts of joy. They weep as they go to plant their seed, but they sing as they return with the harvest (Psalm 126:5-6). One phone call on August 18, 1999 changed my life forever. One phone call sent me on a journey of spiritual awakening that eventually...

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Isabella’s Hope: A life-changing transplant
Isabella's Hope: A life-changing transplant

I am a capable, strong woman and even as a little girl I loved to calculate, map and plan everything in my life. I had things working for me until I was faced with my biggest life-changing situation. A newborn and disease When my third daughter, Isabella, was born full term at 9.5 lbs, we were thrilled. Her older sisters had both been born...

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Eating Disorders Awareness
Eating Disorders Awareness

Did you know that women are twice as likely as men to diet, even though men are more likely to be "overweight?" Or that black women diet as frequently as or more frequently than white women? And that a quarter of all pregnant women are actually distressed by weight gain? The fact is, eating disorders have no bounds. Although the majority struggling...

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Strength to Forgive
Strength to Forgive

I am a New York City Police Officer. On July 12, 1986, I was on patrol in Central Park and stopped to question three teenagers. While I was questioning them, the oldest, a fifteen-year-old, took out a gun and shot me in the head and neck. Thanks to the quick action of my fellow police officers, I was rushed to a hospital. A few days later, once...

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Asking God Hard Questions
Asking God Hard Questions

My father’s suicide catapulted me into a time of deep grief, a time when I questioned all I thought I knew about God, while clinging to Him daily for the strength to get through the pain. In those first shock-filled days after I heard the news that my father had hung himself in the basement of our home, my heart would scream: "NO, NO, don’t...

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