I heard this song today and I thought of you. I thought of me and I thought of you. You, who have felt the cold hand of domestic violence. You, who have felt the crippling loss of control through PTSD. I hear you. I see you. I am you. Today, this song is my voice to you, for you.


I don’t know when. I don’t know how. But I believe relief and goodness is coming your way. Let it come our way.


This past weekend I had the privilege to run with Team Red White and Blue in the Run As One 5k in downtown Denver. It was to honor the 22 veterans who commit suicide EVERY DAY. Every day, my friends. That makes the war at home more dangerous than all our combat missions around the world. Let’s end the stigma surrounding PTSD and TBI. Let’s end the silence! Please visit MISSION22.COM and SAVE THE 22!



I am unable to convey to you the measure of darkness I have come through. But my dear friend, I have come through it. I am still knee-deep in the mud and the mire and my cry is mighty. But I can see the light filtering through the trees. For a year now this has been my prayer:

“Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. I am in the bitterness of soul and am weeping sore. O Lord of Hosts, if Thou wilt look on the affliction of Thine handmaid, and remember me, and not forget Thine handmaid, but give unto Thine handmade a miracle, I will stand as a witness that Thy do visit your people in their afflictions. Oh God, in the multitude of Thy mercy hear me, in the truth of Thy salvation. Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters. I am a woman of sorrowful spirit and have poured my spirit before the Lord. (Psalms 69:1-2,1 Samuel and Mosiah 24).  I know Thou are great and have all power to rescue, redeem, restore and renew me. I am choosing to believe Thou can and will do this for me. I praise Thee for Thy unyielding giving and Thy sacrifice of Thy Son. Please visit me in my afflictions. I know through Thy Son I can be made whole. Please help me to have the faith of old to be made whole from this hour on.”

And I am. More whole than I was a year ago. Six months ago. Yesterday.  Now this is my prayer for you. My testimony is that our loving Father in Heaven will do the same for you as He has done for me. I understand that right now you may not be able to see it. May not be able to feel it. That is okay. I promise you. I promise you it will come and you will come through it. And no matter the outcome, no matter the end story He will work all things to your good. He will. I easily believe it for you. I am choosing to believe it for myself. I love you. We are in this together. I am praying.

“”Fear not I am with thee; oh, be not dismayed, for I am thy God and will still give thee aid. I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. When through the deep waters I call thee to go, the rivers of sorrow shall not thee o’erflow, For I will be with thee, and sanctify thee thy deepest distress. When through fiery trails thy pathway shall lie, my grace, all sufficient, shall be they supply. The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine (How Firm a Foundation Hymn 85)”.