Survivor Stories

Meet Carly

Meet Carly

Carly tried everything! She apologized for being an unsubmissive wife and sought to make herself available for all of his needs. She cooked and cleaned and did her best to fulfill every one of Frank’s demands. But he always needed more!

Meet Diamond

Meet Diamond

“It was like a switch flipped in him after his porn addiction was discovered,…I knew it was an abusive relationship in my heart, but I needed that external validation and confirmation. I felt so crazy, confused, and hopeless!

Meet Jewel

Meet Jewel

“It was like a horrendous dust storm that was too significant at the time to settle, so I couldn’t fully grasp what had and was occurring. My thoughts were muddled. I was crushed but would do my best to try to understand and succeed regardless. It was just an endless string of what-ifs.”

DEFINED BY HOPE

Scars do not need to define us, rather through us engaging with Jesus’ scars and letting
his wounds touch our wounds, we can find healing and identity—we can be defined by hope!

The day my world came crashing down

The day my world came crashing down

Guest Post by Sage Sparrow I’m a survivor of domestic abuse and I remember the day my world as I knew it came crashing down around me.  I got a phone call from an elder at my church hours before I was planning to help lead a children’s program. Don’t come, not for...

Meet Pearl

Meet Pearl

According to her husband and his reading of submission verses to her – everything
was her fault. She began to read books on submission, one of them taught her that if she could do all the right things,
adore/reverence, and make her husband’s life easy, the abuse would stop. She
decided to follow the book’s advice, but the more submission she gave him, the
more he demanded, and the more he exerted control.

It’s the Little Things

It’s the Little Things

I stepped out bravely into what I thought would be rebuilding my new life. I wasn’t expecting a gazillion trips to my attorney’s office, the domestic abuse center, and court, including parking fees each day I had to go. I wasn’t expecting medical appointments for the children and the expenses that my husband refused to reimburse. Child support took six months to get settled. None of that was in my plan.

Beautifully Broken

Beautifully Broken

These days, when I think back on the statement I was asked to make about missing God’s best for my life, I realize that the exact opposite has been true. Only in brokenness was I made whole, and only in great loss did I truly recognize my desperate need that only He could fill.