She loved that place! It had been her safe sanctuary summer after summer following undisclosed abuse that had driven her to the streets. For years, her goal had been to direct the girls and point them to the Saviour . . . the only hope of rescue in a world that made no sense. God had granted her heart’s desire, and for several years, she had the thrill of pointing young women to Christ.  

Suddenly, her dreams were shattered—taken away as she was “let go” by the very place she loved. Where was the Father? Why would He give and then take back the one ministry she felt called to do? Devastation and numbness set in. What now?

Good question . . . any of you ever been in that place?