Unanchored: When God Writes the Script

My childhood dream was to anchor the nightly news. As an eight-year-old little girl, using a hairbrush as my pretend mic, I would practice my scripts, standing in front of my bedroom mirror. Dreams come true, and in my twenties, I became a news anchor. Then, tragic news followed, and the love of my life was gone. In my grief, I ran into the arms of someone other than God. I was vulnerable and broken, and the devil knew just how to deceive me. But when I surrendered it all to God, He gave me...