"Year 30 was brought in at a treatment facility for an eating disorder I’d struggled with on and off for 17 years. There were no hugs from family, no slobbery kisses from my sweet boy, no homemade cake, no candles and no off key singing from friends. But there was God- repeating these words to me. Over and over again. In the quiet, in the still, in the noisy, in the desperate, in the pain... telling me this journey was worth it, that I’d find healing & He was greater than any lie the enemy tried so relentlessly for me to believe. And I clung to that every day."
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