Her face was a tortured mixture of defiance and agony, and her gaze never budged from my face as she waited for an answer. I don’t know what she saw in the eyes that met hers, but I know what I felt. Compassion and mercy and a desperate longing for words that would speak purpose to her pain.
Today at All the Church Ladies I introduce my friend, Tammy, who suffered the unthinkable. Can redemption reach even this far? Come and see.