About Caron

"'Do you have any hope?'

In all the therapy sessions I had been to, I hadn’t been asked that one. I swallowed and then the tears came flowing, hard to look in the face of broken promises and insurmountable disappointment.  My eyes peered out the window in front of me, witnessing a cold and barren day that resembled what I felt inside; a hardened heart  accompanied with my bitter attitude. I bit my lip, sank down into the leather couch and held my face as my anguished heart broke into a thousand more pieces. With a crack in my voice I replied, 'No.' followed by silence. My heart ached intensely with no idea how to manage the pain."

"The identity of being a wife and raising a little family was sacred to me, but I went about it all wrong and unprepared. I was actually fighting to make my life whole and complete. When I didn’t see God as my source of love, I tried to create love in my own power and ideas of what I thought love looked like."

"My journey is a picture of bondage to sin and a life not surrendered to Christ.  My little legs ran the hamster wheel of unbelief continually and denied God’s presence and power in my life."

"I am clothed in shame and a victim of being robbed from the promises of God, not because of God, but because of the intense warfare combined with my own strong will. I won't let anything go and give it completely to God, as I am in a pit of despair and I just want to cower down and hide from everyone. I am watching my worst nightmares come to fruition…"