I began to scream and cry uncontrollably, pounding my fists against the steering wheel. I had brought girls into my home, I had stood up to my elder and mentor, and I had asked people for help who a year ago I would never have dreamed of asking. “No, God!” The anger and desperation finally broke through in my voice. “No! Please, no.” I was pleading now. I had never let the rumbling come to the surface before, but it’d been there for a long time. I shut my eyes tight and let my hands fall to my lap, exhausted by the helplessness I felt in that moment. I asked God where all this left me. What
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