At 17, just before my senior year in high school, I began to experience extreme fatigue, severe rheumatism in my joints, and a butterfly rash across the bridge of my nose—certain indicators of an autoimmune disease called lupus. I was given medication, and it worked...
Over a year ago, I felt I was going to one-day serve in the Republic of Georgia. I did research on the area, so I now know quite a bit about this country. I kept this desire to preach in the Republic of Georgia to myself while I was in the Third Year Missions program,...
All of my life I had been sick in some way. I hated to admit it but there was a part of me that needed to be sick. It had become a way of life, part of my identity, something to hide behind when I needed an excuse. It made me special. I had been sick for so long, I...
