“I’ve always been a dreamer, but one day my dream bubble burst. I ended up in another world, a place where reality no longer existed. I never understood how I got there, yet I was always aware of a longing to get out.”

Although all seemed lost and she couldn’t even remember her daughter or husband, there was a peace that exuded when she worshipped. It was through those times that her healing began.

“As I listened to the worship it continued to bring me strength. My heart would be touched as tears streamed down my face.”