Guys. This book. The feels.
Why
Me
is the perfect combination of exceptionally raw honesty and intricate, dark
depth. This book paints a genuine picture of the darkest corridor of sin and
takes you along on her ride into His marvelous light. This project is truly a
testament to the power God. While reading her heart wrenching story you will
fall in love the boundless grace of Jesus Christ all over again.
This is the kind of project that one stumbles upon and
leaves forever changed. Misty’s story will stay with you long after you have
turned the last page. Her testimony is one that can only be described as
unbelievable.
Misty was raised in church and loved the Lord, yet was
succumbed to sexual abuse as a child. Later on in her young adult life she was
also mentally and physically abused all while struggling with serious drug
addiction. So many people experience abuse in some form, but feel that they
cannot speak about it without judgement or repercussions of some sort. Yet,
this book courageously tells the story of a woman who allowed God to use all of
her strengths…and all of her deep seeded wounds to help heal the hearts of
women all around the world.
I promise you this: By reading Misty’s book, you will
find yourself beginning to heal.
That is without a doubt.
You will find God speaking to you within and through
the pages of this novel. Misty has allowed God to use her as a vessel to speak
into the lives of those whose pain appears overwhelming and unending. This is a
sensational novel.
Thank you, Misty, for being brave enough to change the
world. May God bless this endeavor more than you could ever dream.
You can purchase Misty's book at http://whymebook.com/
She walks in beauty, like the night
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And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
This sounds like an amazing testimony, does she go to your church?
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