My name is Pat Fyffe. After losing my teenage years to a trauma-induced mental exile, I emerged to find that I was an heir to a strong legacy of faith left when my grandfather passed. But to inherit that legacy, I had to sweep away the family that he had built with my grandmother and have faith of my own. Now I use the pain and grief from those times to forge myself into a weapon to fight against the kind of hopelessness that the abusers and their enablers tried to push onto me. To do all of that, I had to become, as Scripture describes, a new creation. I became a disciple of Christ. Here is how that happened.
My name is Pat Fyffe. After losing my teenage years to a trauma-induced mental exile, I emerged to find that I was an heir to a strong legacy of faith left when my grandfather passed. But to inherit that legacy, I had to sweep away the family that he had built with my grandmother and have faith of my own. Now I use the pain and grief from those times to forge myself into a weapon to fight against the kind of hopelessness that the abusers and their enablers tried to push onto me. To do all of that, I had to become, as Scripture describes, a new creation. I became a disciple of Christ. Here is how that happened.
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