Watch this war widow discover the truth about her missing husband after searching for 68 years. You won't believe why it took so long, but you'll be amazed by the answers she finds.
"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..."
"I kissed a girl and I liked it. Truth be told, A.) I did more than that, but B.) How was I going to reconcile that with a gospel-singing girl raised in youth groups that were pro-conversion camps?"
"I mainly did because I was afraid. I was afraid I would fail in that area again. I thought maybe I was doing me and God both a solid to just not mention it."
"Nowhere did I experience more desperation than in the daily grind. It seemed as if the simple tasks I had once taken for granted suddenly became epic elevations to overcome, like getting the laundry done was akin to scaling Mt. Everest."
