Saturday, December 30, 2017

Clean the slate.

I wrote this several years ago ... be sure to read to the end for an update!!


Two years I began an intentional mission to clean the slate.

The Lord has given me a clear vision of the assignment, I knew first,  I must pursue a pure heart and clean hands.

He warned me:

Your character must be greater than your anointing.

I spent many hours in prayer, repenting…asking the Lord to clean my heart of any impure thoughts. 

He highlighted one area specifically: Relationships.

“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” John 13:34-35

I asked Him to show me any places I was not loving my brothers and sisters they way He has shown us to love them.

He revealed.

He showed me areas where I had wrong thinking towards others, because of pre-judgment based on my own insecurities, or because the chatter of others had muddied the clear water, hindering me from seeing the true heart of the person they were speaking about. Gossip, slander and pride were rampant.

I repented. He showed me mercy.

Then I asked Him to show me anyplace I had hurt someone with my actions or worse…with my words.

He revealed.

He showed me things I had said and done that had wounded those closest to me. I was not proud.

I repented. He showed me grace.

Then I asked Him to show me anyone I still harbored unforgiveness towards for actions or words spoken over me.

He revealed.

I repented. He forgave me.

I became passionate to clean the slate, not just in Heaven...but here on earth as well.

I knew what to do and how to do it.

Do the Word.

I needed to follow through on Matthew 18
Work It Out Between You
12-14 “Look at it this way. If someone has a hundred sheep and one of them wanders off, doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine and go after the one? And if he finds it, doesn’t he make far more over it than over the ninety-nine who stay put? Your Father in heaven feels the same way. He doesn’t want to lose even one of these simple believers.
15-17 “If a fellow believer hurts you, go and tell him—work it out between the two of you. If he listens, you’ve made a friend. If he won’t listen, take one or two others along so that the presence of witnesses will keep things honest, and try again. If he still won’t listen, tell the church. If he won’t listen to the church, you’ll have to start over from scratch, confront him with the need for repentance, and offer again God’s forgiving love.
18-20 “Take this most seriously: A yes on earth is yes in heaven; a no on earth is no in heaven. What you say to one another is eternal. I mean this. When two of you get together on anything at all on earth and make a prayer of it, my Father in heaven goes into action. And when two or three of you are together because of me, you can be sure that I’ll be there.”
I invited people to have coffee. One by one I met with them.

The first ones were the hardest…it never got easier. Humbling yourself to the place of apologizing to people you have hurt is never easy, but it was always worth it.

I am thankful for those who have been gracious and understanding, mostly though… I am thankful for their forgiveness.

Friendships have been restored and that is a breath of fresh air to my heart & soul!

The decision to clean the slate has not been easy, but I know it was the right thing to do because I see the beauty that has risen from the ashes of broken relationships into authentic friendships that are stronger and more open.

Dealing with conflict is never easy, and I have learned it is far better to deal with it right up front instead of letting it go. Time only allows for our minds to wander into the darkness of wrong thinking and misconception.  That is a pit!

Confronting someone who has hurt you, emotionally physically or spiritually is actually a healthy way to save the relationship. The sooner, the better. Allowing the wound to fester only allows unforgiveness to grow into bitterness, which establishes itself like a root into the deepest parts of who we are. It steals your identity.

Just as I think I have gotten to the bottom of the list, the Lord hands me another…there is work to be done.

I am not perfect, but I am determined to Speak Life & Live!

I challenge anyone who has actually read this all the way through to consider this your Call for Peace.

Lay down your right to be right, put aside your honor and pride and pick up the banner of humility and forgive one another. We have work to do and we need each other more than ever!

Call your friends, the ones who hurt you…the ones you hurt.

Be bold. Be courageous. Be honest. Apologize. Repent. Ask for forgiveness.




UPDATE 12/30/2017

Since posting this the Lord has brought it full circle.

For the past two years, there has been a steady line of individuals contacting me -- to apologize and ask forgiveness for their own thought, opinion or judgement of my behavior or actions. It's quite incredible and humbling. 

I am intentional to seek to understand how the misunderstanding happened, I want to get to the root of the issue, so that it can't rear its ugly head again!  Acknowledging my part in it and in turn asking for forgiveness as well has brought healing and built a new foundation to many relationships. 

There is till work to be done.
We are human.
We will annoy, offend and hurt one another.
Our assignment is to walk humbly, loving and forgiving.

Who do you need to grab coffee with and have that chat?

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Forging ahead.

I forge ahead...despite the critics.
No...not everyone is meant to share their story, but I am.
Everyday I sit in front of my laptop, it looks different...some days I breeze through the pages, thinking of the one who will read between the lines and find her or his own freedom.
Their face propels me forward.
Other days...I crumple in a heap of hot tears and sadness, grieving for the little girl with the big eyes and the bright smile...who despite the rage around her, woke up every morning with dreams and hope. I write fiercely to tell her story.
She is a warrior.
Then...there are days like today, when I battle once again with words that have wounded me to the very core. Words, that were meant to kill my spirit...searching deep within my own heart for the Lord to clean out anything not of Him within me. Because...I have learned through this process , despite the pain, I know the Lord is using it all for His glory.
I press in, seeking His truth...and then -- in a moment -- a friend lifts the veil, brings a truth that had been hidden into the light...I am FREE.
I worship. I praise. Then He speaks to my spirit... and instructs me to stop looking over my shoulder and... just. move. on.
I have all I need.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
I don't need a system or a plan or someone else to show me how...
I just need to tell the story.
Real. Raw. Now.
God set this course... all I have to do is lift the sails and fly.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

My view

I know many of you have wondered what my thoughts are on the interview Carl Lentz had in the den of vipers otherwise known as The View...

I have reserved my thoughts until now...

I've watched so many Christians jump on the judgment bandwagon. 

So intent on picking apart what he 'didn't say', that they failed to hear what he did say.

I heard his heart.

The compassion in his words to protect the hidden and hurting souls of those that have had abortions, was evident. He was careful with every single word he spoke because his goal is to win souls, not throw stones at the sinner. His desire is to be like Jesus and sit at the table with them and lead them to the truth in love.

 Is it yours?

Too many were to quick to react and fell into a pharasitical mindset...throwing stones because he didn't speak from the law and neglected to see...that he spoke from love.

I think he did as well as he could considering the onslaught of questions there were being thrown at him like darts... He kept his composure despite what the seasoned Christians thought...I believe he won souls.

Here is Pastor Carl Lent Tweet today


Monday, December 26, 2016

When you cant find words...

Speaking Life is not easy...

I have been on a journey the past few years. You see I wasn't always like this. I have walked out of a dark place, where my tongue was loose, where it wielded immense destruction in my life and the life of others. I didn't arrive to this mindset in a moment. I had to fail miserably first. I came to a crossroads in my life that stared me square in the eyes. Someone I looked up to was lovingly bold and spoke truth into my life.

 Life giving truth.

I was out of line. I was hurting others. I was leading others to speak death, through complaining, judgement and gossip. I had become an open vessel to others speaking death, instead of life and it was becoming a monster. I made a choice that day and have been on an incredible journey to humble myself, become teachable, accountable and obedient. God transformed my speech.

He did so much more! God transformed my life.  Through my walk from a destructive tongue to a voice that seeks to only speak life, I feel honored to be released to encourage others to speak life, I am humbled to share my journey with you.

Speaking life is not easy, it is a discipline and one I must build upon every single breath I breathe.

There are moments that are tougher then others to speak life, especially behind closed doors. We all tend to let our guards down and in a moment of discussion; thoughts and words can be spoken that are not life giving. I still have moments where I struggle, usually when I am tired, stressed or not feeling the best. I have to be on guard and if I slip up, I must be humbled, repent and seek forgiveness.

I find the more time I spend in the quiet place, the better equipped I am to handle the daily triggers that would otherwise unleash my tongue to wield deathly blows. I want to be a life giver, a speaker of truth. I want to be an encourager!

My prayer every day is this: Lord, teach me to love the way you love, to only use my tongue to bring life.

Another area I am still working on...

Driving:  Whether I am behind the wheel or a passenger, the judgement of drivers in other vehicles comes far too easily through my tongue, I justify "safety" is the reason I say things that are not life giving, thankfully swear words have all been eliminated from my speech, but even so, the words are not kind. My pride and arrogance lead me to speak, believing I am a better driver. There is death in impatience, pride and arrogance.

 Lord help me to be humble and hold my tongue..

These are areas that are practical to work towards the goal of speaking life, practicing, failing, starting over until it becomes habit to speaking life in all situations.

The hardest place to speak life,  is the hurting place. The place where pain and suffering dwell.

What happens when you speak life and death still comes?

If I believe the Word of God is 'alive' and I trust the author and the finisher of life, and the only tool I have access to is what is written in that word, and I have purposefully captured my thoughts....being mindful to speak life over those fighting for theirs... then I have no choice but to accept the end result, no matter what it is...

It is my quandry, if I have accepted the call to intercede, then I must speak life, even in the midst of death.

This is where the strength of the Lord carries me...when the baby dies, I speak life...when the 12 year old dies, I speak life. When the wife, the husband, the friend...leaves this earthly place through death, I must speak life.

My human mind wants to kick and scream like a sibling who got the smaller half of the sandwich - No Fair! Death in human form is unacceptable in our human capacity, our very essence feels robbed of the physical presence wrapped in what we as humans consider love.

It is in the place of speaking life that life is given back to us, through the power of the Holy Spirit. he carries us through, He comforts us, He promises us the precious promise of a grand reunion for those who believe in Jesus, the life giver.

I will seek to speak life, even in the midst of death, only because my Lord and Savior - Jesus Christ - has spoken to me through His death and I was given a new life, one I couldn't have ever hoped to live, without Him.

Though not perfected, my journey has given me tools to teach others...please visit my website and consider inviting me to speak at your next event.

Be Blessed and remember...

Speak Life & Live!

Facing the Giants

 75.  141. 12,688.

What do these numbers mean? 
Read on...

It was 1982. 
I was  in my early twenties, 
driving down the road 
enjoying the beauty of the mountain town I lived. 
When I saw a large group of people up ahead a few blocks, 
holding signs. 

I was curious...

I pulled into the right hand lane 
to get close enough to read the signs. 

Was it a sale? A celebration? A protest?

I had no idea what I would witness that day, in 1982 
would define the next 35 years of my life.

As I slowed my approached, 
the words on their signs were filled with such hatred. 

Their intentions were clear;
to condemn.

Their signs screamed: 
Baby Killer. 
God hates You.

But that wasn't the worst of it... I turned the corner I saw it. 
A sign with no words... 

Only a photo.

It was unlike anything I had ever seen or imagined.

(I won't post it here)

It was the head of an aborted baby. 

It was grotesque, vile and made me want to vomit with disgust.

I looked away as quickly as humanly possible, 
but the image was forever burned into my heart and soul.

An image still vivid even as I write ...

It was in that moment, 
I realized the truth
I now knew... 
what abortion looked like.

It was also in that moment 
I realized 
what I had done.

That moment, defined who I believed I was.

Murderer.   Baby Killer.    Hated by God.

I took the secret of what I had done
 and I buried it 
even deeper into the dark vault of my soul, 
never intending to tell anyone.

I made a vow.

Not one living soul, 
would ever know my truth.

Murderer.    Baby Killer.    Hated by God.

I succeeded in hiding my truth.
for nearly three decades

God stepped in.

His grace, mercy and forgiveness came,
he took away my sin..
But because this vault of 
secrets, lies and shame
was buried deep
It took another decade of learning to trust Him
 that I came to a place of knowing...

I am no longer defined 
by the things I did, 
I am defined by...

His purpose alone.

I am thankful 
He has given me a platform 
to share my testimony 
of redemption and freedom. 
He has given me 
a powerful way to help others 
unmask their identities and get real. 
He allows me
 the opportunity to see many rescued
 from their prison cells of guilt shame and condemnation. 

Love rescues.

Fast forward to a recent morning.

I was packing up, 
enjoying the crisp fall air of a Florida morning, 
getting ready to head back home 
after visiting my little family.

Our quiet morning was rudely interrupted 
by shouts coming from the other side of the fence
where a local business sits,
a women's clinic. 
This place is a revolving door for abortions. 
Its heartbreaking to drive by and see
 the parking lot packed with vehicles carrying women 
making the decision 
to take the life God created within them...

My heart aches for these women 
and the desperation and deception they must feel
 to make such a life ending decision. 
I know how they feel. 
I know why they make the decision they do. 
I know.

I pray every time we drive by the clinic. 
I have occasionally taken a walk after hours 
and prayed over the land, 
careful to avoid meeting any of the protesters.

This morning though, 
I could not believe what I was hearing, 
it sounded like a bullhorn. 
I could not make out what they were saying, 
but what I did know...
It was not love, but hatred being elevated above the traffic.

My family was living with this intrusion on a daily basis, 
the screeching at times, loud enough
 to wake my sleeping grandchild.

Enough was enough.

I put on my shoes 
it was time to confront the giant.

Up until this moment, 
I had been uncertain...what would I say
Was I equipped to stand strong...
Today was different.
 There was no fear.

I knew what they were doing was wrong.
I know how their mode of operation is exactly what had
imprisoned me for decades.

I know there is a right way to save babies.. 
I know and have met thousands of Sidewalk Counselors
who are doing it with love and compassion.
Their intention is to love, 
to pray to end abortion

This group was not.

Megaphones. Fire & Brimstone. Hatred.

I knew I needed to lead with love.
To be intentional to remain calm, 
to speak life.
I prayed as I walked around the corner...

Three men approached and at first seemed welcoming
 as I introduced myself, shared my testimony 
in an attempt to find common ground..
the fight to save babies..  

That was until I inquired about their mode of operation.

Why were they screaming hateful things in a megaphone? 
Why were they calling the women murderers?
Why were they using scripture to spew shame?

This is when they attacks turned towards me.

One man began the insults...
calling me a murderer!
Another one, 
wearing a Go-Pro strapped to his chest, 
told me I should still wear my shame and then...
the third 
questioned my salvation!

I was appalled.

I knew the giant was bullying me...but I wasn't afraid.

I stood my ground.
I questioned them. 

Wasn't the cross enough?

No. they replied.

It was hard, but I held my ground.

I rebuked their words, their lies and their twisting of the gospel.

I felt like I was wielding a SWORD 

Then...the police showed up.

Some in their group had actually been on one side of the building and were screaming thier hatred into the windows of the clinic.

Wow...I thought...what an example of Jesus. (sarcasm)...

As the police officer spoke to these three men,  
a woman approached me. 
She was the one with the megaphone, 
the one screaming through the windows. 
She was the one I wanted to talk to.

She began...
"Are you one of us? 
Are you on our side?" she asked.

I replied.
I don't have a side.

I shifted the conversation.

I extended my hand, 
introduced myself 
and took charge of the conversation. 
I shared my testimony. 
I was trying to find a common ground.

she invaded my personal space...
she was a tiny woman,
I sensed the giant within her raring up
it was uncomfortable

I was undeterred...
I stepped forward, 
into the space she had invaded
with grace. 

She backed off.

My voice remained tempered, but strong. 

We conversed for several minutes
Then I finally asked her two questions
and a door opened...

How long have you been doing this?

15 years.

How many babies have you seen saved here?


I was stunned. 

My mind raced!
Fifteen years standing out on this sidewalk 
and not one life saved? 
Was she serious?
Fifteen years 
screaming at women
telling them God hates them
condemning them
giving them no hope of the cross

 f i f t e e n  y e a r s 

The anger was rising within me
but the Holy Spirit calmed me
Before I could even think of my reply,
the truth came out of my mouth.

"Then, You are doing it wrong."

She just stood there 
stunned at my response.

She sheepishly responded: 

How many have you seen saved?

T H O U S A N D S 

The look on her face was priceless. 
She had nothing more to say.

The giant fell.

We spoke a few more minutes
I felt I had made an impact
I gave her my card, 
I encouraged her to look up organizations,
 like 40 Days for life, 
she truly cared about saving babies.

What about those numbers I started this blog with?

75   141    12,688

They were the most recent numbers from
40 Days for Life since the campaign began:

  • 75 abortion facilities closed
  • 141 abortion workers quit their jobs
  • 12,668 lives saved from abortion

There is a better way. 

Prayer is powerful.
Love is the answer.

To invite me to speak at your next event :

Monday, June 27, 2016


Today its official! 
I have become a senior citizen.  

That's right! I am 55!!

I way! 

I don't feel "old"...and I definitly do not think I look (ahhh...vanity) But...truth is truth...the number doesn't lie...and its totally OK!

I am actually excited about 55!

This is my crossroad...

where life experiences and wisdom meet gray hair, slower metabolism and a plethora of discounts. It's a mixed bag of emotions for me...which if I am not mindful...could cause great anxiety, except for one thing...I am thankful!

I am ever so grateful. Blessed beyond measure.

I am proud of the life I have lived. I have a beautiful wonderful family. My husband is a man women dream of marrying...loyal, faithful, harworking, playful and fun.

My kids are carving out their lives...covered in grace, integrity and faith. I belong to a solid church, my friend list is too long to name them all...some of them spanning more than 30 years, and we are still friends!

 I have lived a very wealthy life. I am blessed.

Yes, sure... there have been many regrets over five decades of life on earth, but I have walked through them.  I have been forgiven and I have given forgiveness.

Now, I am spending my latter years sharing my story and helping others find freedom and let go of the shame and regret of their own hurts and choices. I take serious the call I have answered from Revelation 12;11 " by the blood of the lamb and the word of our testimony there is victory"...its not easy baring my soul to share the hard things...but  one thing I know for sure...I can't say no.

Isaiah 61 & Luke 4 are anthems for me...

I will preach the good news to the hurting,
bring healing to the broken hearted
reconcile generations together again
and unlock the prison cell for those
in bondage of guilt & shame

I must go...

My pastor put it this way:
"because its no longer about what I want...
 its about what others need."

I am thankful to be alive and Fifty-Five!

I live everyday remembering to have an attidue of gratefulness. Honestly? Some days, its hard...our world has gone mad...but I press forward, looking for the good in others and sharing the hope of heaven with them....

Truth be told...Thankfulness has stilled my fear of growing old...cause if I let it, I could wither under the pain and anxiety of regret...I could wallow in self pity and loniliness living in an empty nest...but instead, I stand firm!

I sing out praise to the one who rescued me, my heart leaps with joy for the nod of the ressurected King...the words " well done, good and faithful one" drive me to live blessed to bless others and its amazing...the attitude of "thank you" has quieted the aches and pains of this aging body and calmed my forgetful, anxious mind when I am tempted to ask...what next?

Thank you, Kris Vallotton for posting this today:
June 27, 2016
I feel like it was just for me, but I am willing to share...

Click on the link below and be blessed, and share with others too!

Please share...

Live in Peace by Kris Vallatton

Thursday, June 23, 2016


Thought to ponder...

When you believe any lie of the enemy, it can become a shackle to cause you to hold back, get tripped up and keep you from living His promise or fulfilling your purpose.

It's worse when you agree and far worse... When you repeat it!!

Words kill, words give life;
    they’re either poison or fruit—you choose. -Proverbs 18:21 MSG

Here is a Revi for today:

Do not let the enemy"diss"you anymore!!

Have you felt...


Have you been under attack?

Then you might just be...

Dis-Armed !!!

Want the key to live out your purpose?

Speak Life & Live!

That's right!

I know that seems too simplified, but when you stop giving the enemy credit and stop agreeing with his"diss"... and start proclaiming the Word of God over your life... something will shift within you, faith and belief will rise to the next level...

Speak out these words...



Ok... Now are you ready for one more tidbit?

I am not going to list scripture for you to look up to find these promises... Nope! I want you to seek out the Word, it's easy...

Google it! Use the Bible App! Be intentional about your faith!

Start with searching:

"Be Encouraged Bible" and see where that leads... then open your Bible and read...

Here is my prayer for you from Ephesians 1:

I ask the God of our Master, Jesus Christ, the God of glory—to make you intelligent and discerning in knowing him personally, your eyes focused and clear, so that you can see exactly what it is he is calling you to do, grasp the immensity of this glorious way of life he has for his followers, oh, the utter extravagance of his work in us who trust him—endless energy, boundless strength!


Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Join in...

Are you on the I AM Challenge with us?

Todays post is one message you want to read to get all the blessings you have waiting!

I AM Obediently Blessed!!

Do you have an event you are planning -- I would love to come and share Speak Life & Live!

Check out my website for more details!

Monday, May 16, 2016


Good day!

We have begun another round of the I Am Challenge.

Grab your book...(or order one if you don't have a copy yet) and join in on this 21 day trek to speaking life to yourself -- I promise you will be uplifted, encouraged and empowered!

Check out the links below to join us today!

Here is our facebook page:

Need a book You can order on Amazon/Kindle/Barnes&Noble

Ready? GO!

Thursday, January 21, 2016


Who HE Says

This is what the I AM CHALLENGE has been all about...
leading you to the place of understanding how much God loves you and that HE speaks highly of YOU!

You are going to love this song!

I am all He says I Am

He whispers in my ear
Tells me that I'm fearless
He shares a melody
Tells me to repeat it
And it makes me whole
It reminds my soul

I am all He says I am
I am all He says I am
I am all He says I am
And He says I am His own

I was blinded by scales upon my eyes
Then He came like a light
And burned up all the lies
He set me free
He reminded me

I am all He says I am
I am all He says I am
I am all He says I am
An He says I am His own

Chains are broken
Scales are on the floor
Truth is spoken
I'm no orphan anymore

I am loved
I am new again
I am free
I'm no slave to sin
I'm saint
I am righteousness
I'm alive

Check out this article by a young lady with Down Syndrome, whose mom challenged her to find somewhere in the Bible, where God called her a mistake and if she found it. her mom would pay her $5000...Guess what?  She did not find it!

She said:  "I spent a lot of time reading in the Bible to find out what God said about me. All the Scriptures I found said just the opposite, so I never did get the $5,000! "

Cool, huh?

The Bible is full of God speakng life to you so you can live the life He created you to live!

The 21-day I AM Challenge was only the beginning...Now its time to claim who he says you are...for the rest of your life! Its time to Speak Life & Live!

I pray this journey, while simple, has been transforming for you. My hope is that you will continue to search the SWord and find all the beautiful treasures hiddenwithin it - just for you!

Now its your turn...Its time to testify!


You know!!

Say it with me...

I have a favor to ask...

Would you be willing to share how the I AM Challenge has impacted your search to unmask your identity?

Please consider sharing your testimony, writing a review and inviting me to speak at your next event!!!

Share your testimony on the Facebook I AM Challenge Page:

Share a Review on AMAZON: 

Invite me to speak at your next event:

           I AM Who HE says I AM.

Led by the Holy Spirit A Child of God 
Set Apart 
A New Creation Redeemed 
His Favorite Obediently Blessed Beautiful 
An Overcomer 
Saved by Grace Loved 
Healed and Whole 
A Warrior 

Wednesday, January 20, 2016



Authentic; Transparent, Real, Genuine.

Being authentic in who we are according to the Word of God is a beautiful thing indeed!  There is a humility thats transparent, and real, the genuine quality is attractive and welcoming. This is because its based in love. Understanding how loved we are by our Father in Heaven allows our authenticity to shine through. So much so, we no longer need to shout to the world..."look at me!" because we shine so brightly with a radiant glow of knowing who we are and whose we are.

Just think back to where the I AM CHALLENGE began...


Many of you shared how hard it was to speak the first challenge phrase. Then on the days that followed, the emails poured heart ached for those of you who struggled to believe that you are beautiful, worthy, forgiven.

The whole idea that God chose you seemed unimaginable for some, trusted, you kept speaking life over yourself, and by the time your head hit the pillow each evening, (even if your mind and heart didn't believe it...) because you were obedient...your spirit owned those words.

Speaking Life is Powerful!

Now here you are at DAY TWENTY - proclaiming I AM AUTHENTIC!  Can you believe it?

I'm so proud of you for getting here!!

Being who God says you are will always be easier than trying to fit into some man-made image. Remember that as you continue forward living authentically!

The I AM CHALLENGE is only the beginning!

One more day...

Tuesday, January 19, 2016



Day 19. 

You have come to the turn in the road...the place where a daily declaration will become more than just words, it will become your war cry. 

Remember day one? 

You declared the words I AM CHOSEN!

Its remarkable to know how far you have come these past few weeks and today its time to take your place...but first...I want to share with you two different dreams/visions the Lord gave me...and I believe the Holy Spirit has given them to me to share with help you understand you are chosen for such a time as this...

Declare it!!


Ok, to the dreams/visions: 

I believe the Lord is always communicating with us, even in our dreams...I hope you are led by the Holy Spirit as you read them (come back to this blog when you are finished:

Click Here:

Click Here:

Now it gets real.

Cinch your armor tightly, and remember you were made for this!! 
Its time to take what you have been given and give it away. 
Its time to testify!
Its time to reveal your true identity. Its time to be a voice. 

I loved this saying I heard recently...
Be a voice, not an echo
Its time to tell your story...
Get a journal and write it out, all of it...
Soon your voice will be heard
and it will be the key
to someone elses freedom!
Be Brave!