From closet to conference

I'm going to start sharing little by little about the Crumpled Paper Story and how it came to be, what's happened with it and what my hope and dreams are with it.

It all began in the my locked, dark bedroom, in my closet while sitting on the floor in the dark surrounded by pillows and blankets. As I learned in against the wall, I just knew I had nothing left, I poured out my heart of brokenness and pain. I reached out for help from a friend, Paul, to help pray through all that was pressing against me.

Together, we went to the Father in prayer, and we lifted up my need and desperation of heart and mind. In that place, of deep despair and darkness, the kind whisper of my Heavenly Father said so very gently to my heart..."You feel like a Crumpled Paper..."

I answered back, yes, I do. I should be thrown in the garbage, my life is worth that.

I should be thrown in the garbage like we would throw a Crumpled Paper...to be continued..

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