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Surviving Sexual Assault: How I Learned to Forgive Myself

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I was sexually assaulted by a senior member of my church’s staff for four years. I was 21, and was doing an internship at my local church to explore a calling to full-time ministry. She was 42, and a director of the discipleship department.

Saying Sorry: Will We Take the Initiative?

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We’ve all been on the receiving end of either unintentional or intentional hurtful remarks. But how we respond makes all the difference—as I learned for myself on one journey back home.

How to Fall and Fail Better

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In my time writing for YMI, I’ve shared my reflections on my struggles with perfectionism, alcohol, and masturbation, among others. As this year comes to an end, I wanted to be able to proclaim that I have found complete victory over these struggles.

Who Would Give This Bride Away?

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It was the night of our first planning meeting for our wedding. All of us involved in the preparation were all buzzing with ideas and enthusiasm, right until the pastor turned to me and asked, “Who would be walking you down the aisle?”

The Secret I Hid From My Sister That Could Tear Us Apart

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On January 4, 2016, I genuinely thought my life was falling apart. I remember sitting on my couch, alone in my apartment.

What I've Gained From Memory Loss

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The very poor memory of the fish, Dory, in the Pixar blockbuster Finding Nemo, may make her character cute and loveable to most. On my bad days, however, she is my celebrity doppelganger.

Giving God the Glory or Using His Name in Vain?

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Some nights ago, I dreamed of *Kate, a friend whom I hadn't talked to in over 10 years. I woke up in shock and had a hard time getting back to sleep. This thought kept me awake for a long time, because Kate was someone I had deeply hurt in my teens.

War for the Planet of the Apes: Forgiveness and the Darkness Within

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It’s the third instalment of the critically acclaimed series and it’s epic—an epic showdown between man and ape, that is.

The Day I Forgave My Abusive Father

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I used to hate my father. In my eyes, he was a compulsive gambler, a hypocrite and someone not worthy of being a father.