Welcome in, Doubt.

In the throws of acute PTSD, I woke one morning to find God had left me. Eight years of working with trauma victims, most of whom were raped or trafficked, and the darkness of it all suddenly descended on me. They say trauma affects the decision-making part of the brain–the pre-frontal cortex. Like a light-switch turned off, my brain could not conceive of God’s reality, let alone God’s goodness. So there I found myself, completely de-converted against my will. Despair swallowed me whole.

As a child, faith came naturally to me. I lay in bed at night and prayed for all of the sick, poor, and…