The lovely, innocent-looking teenaged girl fidgeted nervously as she shared her heartbreaking story on camera, hesitantly answering questions posed by an off-screen reporter. The account she shared was true, but so disturbing it was almost hard to believe.
Her hand reached up into the cupboard and pulled down the jar designated for grocery money…
Early one summer morning, I stood in line at a bustling local coffee shop waiting to place my drink order…
I recently heard the story of a young girl named Trisha who decided to run away…
One day late last summer, Judah came home from having coffee with a friend who was getting ready to move out of state…
I came to believe in Christ’s work for me at the young age of seven.