Our daughter was seven when I had taken the kids to a place called Messes and Masterpieces for some fun crafting and noticed a tremor in her hands. And our life got messy. It was over a year of MRI’s, EEG’s, EKG’s, neuropsychology evaluations, hearing and eye exams, spinal taps, copious amounts of blood work, therapists, neurologists and geneticists. And through all of it, and a return of the anxiety I had thought cured with my conversion, God led me to constantly seek His Word and ultimately, into a deeper relationship with Him and His church.

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