“Last year, I faced severe trauma. I was led to a small display with books and devotionals, cute calendars, and such. The cover of Janell’s book caught my eye. Without digging deeper, I hastily brought it to the checkout counter. I started to read. The words were just words. It sat for a year on a shelf tucked away. Fast forward to this month. Not by coincidence shortly after a new traumatic experience in a close relationship, I dug her book out. The words were no longer words. I had an amazing connection with God as I sat in my waiting room.”