It Ran in my Family Until it Ran into Me
“It ran in my family until it ran into me.” I heard this the other night and it resonated so deeply with me. This perfectly describes the place where I have been for two years. Two years of hard, chain-breaking work. Not me in my own efforts, but God transforming my heart and working through me.
You see, I wasn’t supposed to amount to anything. From the moment I was conceived, I was set up for a painful, dysfunctional life. My biological father, whom I have never met, was a criminal who went around impregnating women and then leaving them. …
