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    Written with a Pen Named Hope
    Written with a Pen Named Hope
    Written with a Pen Named Hope
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    Written with a Pen Named Hope

    By Anne M. Collins

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    Written With a Pen Named Hope is really a series of
    God-encounters which ultimately have become my
    redemption story. In these few pages, I have tried to
    convey the hope I’ve found in Christ.
    Jesus Christ is the only hope for a world desperately
    lost and wandering in the dark. Please be encouraged as
    you

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTrilogy Christian Publishing
    Release dateDec 13, 2018
    ISBN9781640881785
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      Book preview

      Written with a Pen Named Hope - Anne M. Collins

      Prologue

      Hope Because of the Cross

      This book was written with a pen named Hope. What started as a few journal entries using a pen I found at church with the word hope in bold along the gray barrel—because hope is part of the name of my church—has become a series of God encounters and the transforming work He has done in my life, all because He loves me.

      My hope pen is long gone. Today I write with a cross pen, which reminds me that within the cross, there is hope.

      He knows us so well, and He will do what it takes to bring us into a right relationship with Him, ultimately transforming us into the image of His Son. For me, it took a series of job losses to finally break down the thick walls of pride I’d built over the years. A year ago, I teetered on the edge of losing everything because I was proud. How foolish!

      He is a personal God. The One who spoke the stars into existence also knows you by name. The One who knows you by name also knows the number of hairs on your head!

      Please indulge me as I share some of my wounds, and my healing. Please allow me to be vulnerable and personal, because He is personal. Let me encourage you with the story of how Christmas music played on a midnight radio station late in February. I will tell you how He once threw rose petals on a well-worn path where there were no rose bushes, and when the lyrics to a song I have never heard before or since reminded me that everything was indeed going to be alright.

      And He shows up when we least expect it. He met me once in the midst of a family crisis with a verse from Psalm 139, just outside a hospital door.

      Even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast (Psalm 139:10 NIV).

      He is Love. He is Hope; and it is for this reason that I offer you a few small snippets of my life, these fragments of a vessel broken in some places, chipped in others. But then, that’s where He does His best work.

      Chips and fragments are the pieces of a life lived in an imperfect world. All of us are broken in some places. But He heals, He restores, and He loves. Please, dear reader, allow Him to put the pieces back together. Allow Him to heal you with His love.

      Chapter 1

      Chosen

      In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will.

      Ephesians 1:11 NIV

      Orphan

      It started with a fall in 1938 that took the life of a young woman in a new pair of high heels. She’d been married less than a decade with a trio of girls, the youngest just under three. Albert’s brick layer salary provided only meager support, so she often ironed clothing for an elderly woman across town. New shoes—much less new anything—were a treat. She cherished those heels and wore them proudly.

      Just under three-year-old Betty did not witness the fall but felt its impact just as strongly, perhaps more so. She wasn’t there when her mother’s shoe caught a loose carpet thread. She didn’t hear the breaking bones or cracking skull. She never heard the cries or screams, and she never saw the blood. But she knew. She had to have.

      Mommy went away, and it was all her fault.

      Once abandoned, forever abandoned: at twenty-five, she went away to hide the shame which would soon be on display for all the world to see. She felt dirty, ugly, rejected, alone. Everyone she loved was taken away from her. No one asked her, they just left. First her mother, then Robert, and

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