Gianna knelt down, head down and eyes closed, letting a feeling of peace and security wash over her. Her family's church had been her sanctuary since she could remember. "Dear lord," she began with a small smile, letting all her pent up emotions out to God, in hopes that he could give her some clarity. The expectations that came with being the minister's daughter were alarming.
January 22nd, 2015 at 01:29am