As you have read in previous posts, I was a very broken girl, with a heart that I felt was beyond repair. The fact that my marriage was healing after everything Kris and I had put each other through was itself a miracle, and perhaps it should have been enough for me to turn my eyes towards God and acknowledge His hand at work.
But I wasn't ready.
Fear held me down.
Guilt and shame were my shackles.
But I wasn't ready.
Fear held me down.
Guilt and shame were my shackles.
