Fear Not Friday | Stand Up for Yourself

I’ve told my story time and time again. Every single time I have fear. I tell my story anyway.

The woman my father murdered in front of me in 1968 – I’ve told that story, too. Now, over half a million people have been a witness to that atrocity.

Praise God! Because he loves and lives, I can face tomorrow. Because he loves, my fear is receeding.

I can’t change my past or bring the dead lady back to life, but – by God, I can tell the story.

Tell someone — anyone, your story. It’s your God-given right!!! It will help set you free from the pain and turmoil of your past. I promise you.