My name is Kara Petroske, and this is my story. From childhood to adulthood, off and on, I struggled with anger and depression. There wasn’t a rhyme or reason, just that it was there and I didn’t know why.
My name is Frances Stewart, and this is my story. When I was in the first grade, a local pastor of a church used to come and pick up me and my friends for church. I remember the pastor’s big Bible, the stories he taught us, and the songs we sang. All this planted seeds in my heart about a loving God.
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