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"God started showing me that it didn’t matter if I couldn’t talk plain. It didn’t matter if I couldn’t read and write good, that He was going to use that."
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
These rocks that fell on us, some of the rocks were about the size of my fist. Some of the rocks were the size of a bowling ball. They began to pelt us. ...
Then I actually started dating a boy who used them recreationally. It led me to use them more and more, which led to a path of just, it led to addiction. I started to become dependent on them.
"I started cutting and looking for relationships at a very, very young age. I was cyber bullied to the point where I tried to commit suicide. All the while I was going to church and coming to our youth group and I was putting...
Twelve years ago, I was given five years to live. They said; “Tim, you have an incurable cancer and we will see you on Monday.” That was the most sobering time of my life.
"I started my speech to the parole board by stating; ‘I’m guilty of murder too, and the father of the person I killed forgave me and welcomed me into his family. So, who am I to not extend that same forgiveness to her?"
"In the most calm voice Melinda said, “Jesus.” She wasn't even looking at us but out toward the station."
When I was twelve the Lord woke me up one night and instructed me to pray for my future wife whom I had never met.
“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”