Stories of Forgiveness – Sarah

Summary

SummaryI remember that sunny Monday afternoon on June 9, 1997, when I went down to the Bluffs over the Mississippi River to sunbathe. Suddenly I felt a shadow—and a masked man was on top of me. I screamed, chased him up the stairs, and realized in that moment I might die. In the months that followed, I wrestled with anger, bitterness, and even suicidal thoughts as I turned to drinking and drugs to numb the pain. But one day I made a radical choice: I would forgive—not only him, but my parents and even myself. When I released that burden, God gave me real freedom and hope! Today, I look at my twin boys, Bennett and Avery, born on June 10 nearly 17 years later, and I see how He redeemed something so ugly into something beautiful.