Every day, in heat, rain or cold, I ran - alone in the woods - in the hills near our home. There I felt the gentle touch of God and heard Him whisper. You're stronger now. It's time to tell the truth of what happened. Tell your story to give hope to others.
How could I never have told anyone what He had done for me? Nothing else had worked. Nothing...except the gentleness of His touch.
The power of His gentleness....In the Eye of Deception: This is my story.