by Jeanie Shaw | Mar 26, 2020 | Devotional Thoughts
It was the summer of 1973, 3:00 am according to the clock on my bookshelf headboard. I awoke to the smell of a cigarette, a man’s voice, and the feel of pressure on my back. The man spoke, “Don’t scream. I have a knife.” For the next hour, I was shaken to the core,...
