“Trusting my God makes me happy. I give the word to those who want to receive it. I worked at Proctor and Gamble and slipped on a rug and caught my wrist. I had two surgeries and a pin and it limits what I can do physically. The injury didn’t set me back, it set me up. God is still taking care of me. I feel down at times because of my wrist, but the scars from the surgery look like a crucifix. It reminds me of the blessings of what God has done for me. What he is still doing. I hope he blesses me with a family and children one day, when the time comes. I don’t step out of God’s timing.”
I just have to educate myself on a new way to tell these stories
“My grandfathers were coal miners. They raised large families: six on one side, ten on the other. They raised a lot of...
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