"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
In churches across America, a quiet but consequential conversation is unfolding. It often begins with a question—sometimes whispered, sometimes posted publicly on social media....
"I left that room and decided that eventually I was going to break the silence. Because the truth is, I’m far from the only one who’s been through this."
"The reason the #MeToo offenders can be easily categorized as men with fetishes rather than some other form of sexual dalliance is simple: With the amount of money they had, they could have easily gotten a high-end prostitute or escort to satisfy their whims."
“I was kind of afraid that kids at my school were gonna judge me or that they would make fun of me”...But then, God started “kind of nudging at my heart.”
"My vocation, my skill, my calling, that thing that I’m good at will no longer be a thing... that kind of makes my job as a nurse obsolete in the hereafter."
