Author: nowwhat

A woman learns to cut loose the ties the bind. by Lynne Collins* as told to Muriel Larson   I was twenty when it happened. One evening I was washing dishes in the kitchen sink. The sound of the television in the living room kept my baby content; I could hear him banging his toys….

Seeing our worth in the eyes of God. by JoAnn Wray   “Stop squirming! Hold still while I tie your shoe.” Whack! The frustrated mother slapped the four-year-old across the face. Then she twisted his arm for emphasis. “I said hold still!” The boy looked at his mom, bewildered. I could see his pain clearly….

From rage to joy, hatred to love. by Kay Cherry* as told to Muriel Larson   Raging with anger, I struck fiercely at my small daughter. She cringed in terror from the blows. Suddenly, I stopped and looked in horror at my tightly curled fist, then buried my face in my hands and wept. I’m…

The suffering of Christ gives newmeaning to a suffering man. by Douglas Hainer as told to Marguerite Tustan   My earliest memory is being struck in the head with the butt of a rifle. It was my fourth birthday. My older sister, jealous of the attention I was receiving, hit me so hard that I…

What can we do about this modern crisis? by Jill Davis   Remember the H1N1 flu virus that President Barack Obama called a national emergency in the fall of 2009? Once 1,000 people died from the disease, the World Health Organization warned of a worldwide pandemic. Our health care system quickly mobilized as the public…

A mother’s pain leads to helping others. by Ginger Green as told to Sherri Langton   A sunny redhead, an honor student: Not the type of girl you’d expect to see lying still and pale in a coroner’s room. But on Monday, May 13, 1991, there she was — our daughter, Margo, dead at twenty-two….

The providence of God in overcoming an abusive past. by Sandra Carlson* as told to Calvin Burrell   At seven, I walked; at fifteen, I talked; at fifty, I began to live. Everything about my childhood was painful – right from the start. I was born physically and mentally slower than my five brothers and…