Clementine M. Msengi (Texas, USA)
In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears. - Psalm 18:6 (NIV)
A few months after my graduation from high school, I found myself running to find a safe place to hide. My native country had broken into a war (genocide) that killed approximately 800,000 people — including my family members. This unexpected, barbaric event left me parentless, homeless, and penniless. I...
God hears my deepest cries.
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