For Kathy’s birthday we went to dinner and then to see the movie, Sound of Hope. I was told it was a tear-jerker so be sure and have plenty of kleenexes. Well, it is a fantastic movie and tells a gripping story. In watching it I kept thinking–I know these kids, I know these homes, these shattered relationships. I know this case worker who is trying desperately to get these kids into better home situations. I lived and watched these kids come through the school system. The movie didn’t make my cry, it made me remember what I’ve never wanted to forget–just how innocent children are and what childhood abuse does to them.

My own story isn’t one of alcohol or spousal abuse I had to watch as a child. I had a mom who took care of all of us physically and fed us spiritually. She was unaware of the emotional support needed I think or she did know it but was crippled to know what to do about it. Dad and my one brother, well, if you’re a reader of this blog you know all about them. My story is well in my past. Today, I get to use my story for God’s glory. I will never be anything but grateful and humbled by the gentle and yet thorough ways of God leading us into His love and forgiveness. All of this so we can use what was done to destroy our purpose (Satan’s tactics) and help others see how God will use our past for His honor and glory in helping others. WHAT A SAVIOR AND LORD WE HAVE!