May 4, 2022
5 min read
I was on the Brink of Homelessness Twice
Untold stories of the local church
It was 2011. At the time I was living with a relative and my grandmother was staying with us as she recovered from knee replacement surgery. I was also working at my first full-time job after graduating from college.
I had officially been a member of my current church for just over four years.
