Author Archives: Becca Kello

It’s a miracle; I mean I feel bad for the 50% who don’t survive, but the fact that I’m free is something I give thanks to God’s grace for. . .God’s grace and mercy.

. . .please, God. . .ease her suffering, come and take her. . .please. . .

I just feel so ashamed, so, so ashamed. . .lower than a snake’s belly because my faith is wavering and I don’t know what to do.

We’re doing fine; just trying to keep faith. . .which, honestly. . . It’s just. . .it’s just really hard.

I was an alcoholic for thirty years and I’m two and a half months sober; I just joined a church, and I’ve always had some sort of faith in God, but this being Christian thing is lonely.

I know your a chaplain and a woman of God, so pardon my language, but it’s just one damn thing after another.

God is there. I know it. He has to be there.

We must be doing something right if the Devil’s trying this hard to bring us down.

I know that “if God brings you to it, he’ll bring you through it,” but I’m just really wondering when he’s going to give these tired shoulders a rest.

She’s with God now, and that’s a much better place to be.