My story began in an unpainted shack at the end of a lonely country road.

Inside that house, my father’s violence set me on a path marked by mental, emotional, and sexual abuse. Those wounds led me to abandonment and homelessness. I found myself trapped in prostitution, and I endured the pain of an abortion.

For years, Satan kept me shackled by anger, shame, and regret. I believed those chains defined me. But God had something different in mind.

He wanted more for me.

He wants more for you.

One of the greatest truths God taught me was about forgiveness. I thought He was asking me to excuse everything that had happened to me. I couldn’t do that. Then I realized God was not asking me to forgive the sins committed against me. Only He has the authority to forgive sin.

What He asked me to do was release the debt.

To let go of the damage those sins had inflicted on my heart.

That damage fueled my anger, bitterness, and regret. As long as I clung to it, those wounds continued to control my life. When I surrendered that debt to God, He began healing the places I never thought could be restored.

My life changed with one simple question:

“What does it mean to be called a daughter of God?”

That question led me on a journey I never expected.

I discovered that being God’s daughter is about much more than knowing Jesus saves me. It is about living as someone who truly belongs to Him. It is about trusting His heart, choosing obedience even when it is difficult, and discovering the sweetness that comes from walking in His ways.

God did not erase my past.

He redeemed it.

Today, my story is no longer one of abuse, shame, or regret. It is a testimony to God’s redeeming love, His healing power, and His faithfulness.

The enemy knows the power of your story. That’s why he works so hard to keep you bound to your past. But Jesus breaks chains. He restores what sin has stolen. And He is still writing beautiful stories from broken beginnings.

I thought my story was about surviving in an unpainted shack at the end of a country road. But it wasn’t. My story is about a Father who found His daughter there.

I share a step-by-step process for forgiving debts owed. Women leave with a plan to release the baggage that ties them to their damaged past and move toward freedom. My forgiveness path includes not only the damage from my childhood but also a marriage riddled with betrayal. I married David three times. Yes, three times. My husband’s surrender to God and my ability to forgive place us on stages where we share the story of a marriage the world had given up on.

As Christians, what signals our worth? What talent, skill, or internal dialogue measures our value? Sisters, daughters, wives, mothers, perhaps we use all of these to set our

value. What contributes to our assessment of worth?

Come with me on a journey to discover God’s view of women.

I have, on occasion, argued with God. Resisting His expectations leaves me adrift. We

Debate with God

Run from God

Ignore God

Fear the unknown until we finally

Trust God.

We DRIFT.

In small and big ways, He asks us to serve. Service is a sweet fragrance rising to God. Let’s shatter the barriers to DRIFT, one by one. Like an army of ants, one crumb at a time, we all matter to the job at hand, which is service.