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Broken But Beautiful: The Forgiveness Series - Understand that Life is Unfair, but be Fair Anyway
Life has a way of dealing us cards that seem profoundly unfair. For some of us, those cards include the heavy burden of childhood sexual trauma, an experience that leaves scars that run deep. But did you know that in the face of life's unfairness, we have a choice—to let our wounds define us or to rise above them?

Broken But Beautiful: The Forgiveness Series -Embrace God’s Freedom
God does not want us to labor for love. He loves us for who we are, His children. Unless I embrace His offer of love and grace, I’ll live my life laboring and begging for crumbs yet my Father owns the bakery.

TWSC Series: Footprints of a Survivor - Growing up an Orphan
The other day l was giving out a lecture to my son on how blessed he is for having two parents living together because l never had that. I insist that he be grateful and thank God for that beautiful blessing, we might not have much or be able to provide him with everything that he needs at the moment but nonetheless, he should look around him and be thoughtful of others without

Everyday Sheros: Fadzai Mavindidze Creating Smiles and Opportunities for Underprivileged Kids
My name is Fadzai Mavindidze, born and raised in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe. I am a mother of three. For the past 10 years, I have been living and working in the corporate world in the United States. But as they say, home is where the heart is, and that is the case for me.

Community Care Trust Founder: “Always do What Your Heart Tells You”
People whose hearts have experienced the deepest heartache are often the most giving. Georgina Georgetta Shaban is the executive director of Community Care Trust, an organization that focuses on helping those in need and empowers women, orphans and youth by teaching them entrepreneurial skills.

TWSC Series: Footprints of a Survivor - What's in your Hand
August is my birthday month. It's times like these that really get me thinking about how far I have come and how much I have grown, not only physically but mentally, socially and spiritually.

Everyday Sheroes: Thandeka Mahlangu - Using Art to Transform my Community
My talent to draw was revealed very early in my life. At school I would always draw better than anyone. Even if I had tried to take art seriously at the time, there was not enough money for me to get the proper tools to work with, and there was no art shop to begin with. And so I used whatever I could find to draw.

Everyday Sheros: Raising Two Children with Albinism & Supporting Countless Others
Most of us have come across sad, unbelievable stories surrounding albinism more than once in our lives. From babies being killed soon after death, to ritual killings and children being hidden in their homes.

Speak Out with Caroline: Single Motherhood & I
My journey into motherhood began at the age of 25. I must admit that it was quite a confusing and difficult time, considering that I was unmarried, a church girl and in the choir.

TWSC Series: Broken but Beautiful - Dear Survivor
I’m sorry for what happened to you. It hurts, I can see. I see your desire to change your past. I can hear you asking, ‘Why?’ I see how exhausting it is to show up every day in masks that don’t fit you anymore. I see how fleeting control is to you. I see your lips moving, but I can’t hear your voice. Want a hug? Some water maybe? A walk in the park? I see your pain, dear surviv

TWSC Series: Broken but Beautiful - Choosing Faith over Fear
I’m in the middle of a crisis as I write this. I was so tense a while ago I couldn’t eat. This feeling is so familiar. I want to quit, I just want to sit in a corner alone, with my eyes closed. I had a chat with my mom a while ago and what she shared threw me off balance. I didn’t anticipate any disruptions today. I had my day planned out, avoided some conversations to stay foc

TWSC Series: Broken but Beautiful - Learning to Appreciate my Body
I was supposed to write this in December. I even had an outline. But when I sat down to type out the words, my mind went blank. It was unbelievable. Where did the psych go? I lost it. My inner person was quiet and numb.