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Join me as I join Chris Moles to discuss Sarah's story.

I am grateful to share something I’ve been longing to offer: the When It’s Trauma  podcast. This podcast was created for people who are hurting—and for those who want to help but aren’t sure how. Trauma has a way of leaving us confused, overwhelmed, and unsure of what to trust—our bodies, our reactions, even our faith. Many helpers want to respond with care, but fear saying the wrong thing or making things worse. When It’s Trauma  exists for that space. Each episode offers a

Healing from abuse is hard. For victims to heal, they have to remember horrors, wrestle with the presence of evil, and cry out for help and restoration, and all the while, they are weeping. READ ON

The room was silent, pierced only by the rhythmic beeping of the hospital monitor. A father sat beside his daughter’s bed, her body still healing from the crash. He spoke little, not for lack of words, but because no words could capture what had just happened. He chose to stay. Each hour. Each night. He listened as she grappled with the crash and the swirling questions. A nurse later remarked, “I don’t think she remembers much about that week, but she does know one thing: her

I have talked to dozens of abused women, and as we unravel their story, most say something like this, “He was nothing like this until we got married.” Some will even share vivid accounts of how a switch flips on their honeymoon and everything changes. For others, the abuse develops over time and grows in intensity. But all are left wondering, How did I miss it? Abuse does not start out looking like abuse. In fact, it usually takes the shape of an ideal romance. A showering of

Evelyn was a regular at women's Bible studies. During prayer time, she would often share that she was struggling with anxiety. She was concerned about how her many perceived failures were affecting her young daughter. Over the two years I had known her, I had seen her become more distressed, retreat from friendships, and literally wither before my eyes... CONTINUE

Dear Friend,   As a parent, I’ve walked my three children through more change than I ever imagined we would face. Some of those changes were exciting — new homes, fresh starts, adventures in unfamiliar places. But others were harder — the quiet sadness of leaving friends behind, the anxiety of walking into a new activity where no one knows your name. Every move, every transition, required not just packing boxes, but also shepherding tender hearts.   And as a counselor, I’ve s