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Mel’s Story – Who I was does not define Who I am

From the outside, we looked like a typical family. My parents still live in the house I grew up in. It’s a typical Australian house on an average suburban street.  The early years of my childhood were spent playing in our neighbourhood with friends and my brother and two sisters. Church was a very big part of my family’s life. My parents were both involved in leadership an....

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In The Silence – Tanya’s Story

I was eight when my mum got sick. Watching her battle stomach cancer was devastating. It was the 1970’s and her cancer treatment was harsh, aggressive and ultimately unsuccessful. I was only 11 years old when she died. Six weeks later I started high school. It makes me sad that I have very few memories of my mum other than her illness. When she died I felt like a part of me d....

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Coming Home – Beth’s Story

I attended my first church service within a week of being born. I was a later-in-life addition to the family. My older siblings were 9 and 11 years of age when I was born, so I spent most of my early years tagging along with either my brother or sister and their friends. They and my parents were heavily involved in our local Baptist church, a commitment that went well beyond Su....

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Susan’s Story – If the Truth Sets You Free, Why Am I Stuck in Lies?

Susan’s Story – If the Truth Sets You Free, Why Am I Stuck in Lies?

A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes. —Charles Spurgeon The bathroom floor was cold and felt damp beneath me as I slumped over the toilet. The house was bursting with guests. Relatives from overseas had come for a holiday, and my new husband and I were living in Hong Kong, which meant high rent and tight quarters. With space made f....

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Elke’s Story – True Beauty

Elke’s Story – True Beauty

I was born breech birth in Papua New Guinea in the 1970’s. With every push from my mother the umbilical cord kept wrapping itself tighter around my neck. My father eventually had to assist with the birth. He made sure I was not strangled to death whilst the doctor eased my shoulders out of the birth canal. Ultra sound technologies were not available then and much to my parent....

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