Grace for the Worn‑Out and Waking‑Up
At 50 years old, I prayed a simple prayer: “God, I can’t do this. I need Your help.” That prayer changed everything. I was homeless, addicted, imprisoned, and broken. I’d slept under cardboard boxes....
— Twelve years ago, at age 50, I walked into Sulzbacher Center with a failing hip and a failing life. Today, I haven’t had a drink since that day. Not one. People hear “12...
My name is Calvin Dodson, and I speak through a prosthesis. When I open my mouth, what you hear isn’t the voice I was born with. Throat cancer took that from me. It took...
