Out of the Rubble Into the Light

As I locked my office door after a long day of counseling, out of the corner of my eye, I saw his car speeding down the road turning into the church parking lot. He slammed on his brakes and threw open the car door. He came running toward me; his eyes were bulging with anger and his face was beet red. The look on his face, I will never forget. He was going to kill me. He told me in the very beginning when I met with him and his wife; his first words out of his mouth were, "I will kill anybody who tries to take my wife away from me." Today was the day I finally got her away from him, and he was on a rampage to kill me. As he came running to me, I was petrified. I knew he would kill me. The Lord immediately told me, "Don't run. Run to him!" As I ran to him, I opened my arms to hug him. He stopped and hugged me, melting in my arms in return; he began to weep. "She's gone, she's gone," he cried. I began to tell him that everything would be okay. She needed a break, and she would be back. I took him to the office and prayed with him until he felt better.
Peggy's and Gene's life has been spent through years of taking in women and girls needing homes, counseling, and protecting them from harm. Their experiences of helping hundreds of women and girls led Peggy to enter the world of prison ministry. Her experiences visiting and counseling women in incarceration have been her life's calling. And those stories have yet to be told.