Rigid, (Paperback)

My spiritual battles began shortly after my dad was diagnosed terminally ill. I quickly became anxious about whether he would go to Heaven after he died. I should have been more concerned about myself. I came to trust Jesus for salvation shortly after he lost his battle with cancer; I was 33. Over the next couple of years I was hospitalized multiple times for manic and depression, and diagnosed as bipolar. In short, I was a mess. Things only improved after confessing to sins I previously chose to pretend never happened. You cannot step into the light expecting to keep the darkness hidden, it must be exposed. Also, Christians are called to share the Gospel, but it is not our responsibility to ensure others will make the same decision to believe. Initially I believed it was. This is my story. This is my journey.