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A thirteen-year-old girl, at her church’s candlelight Christmas Eve service, rose and gave this testimonial:

Darkness. Have you ever been in the dark? Did you feel like you would never get out? Have you even gotten out? I’ve been in the dark. I didn’t like it. If you’ve ever been in the dark, you feel cold, alone, and disconnected from the world. That’s how I felt when I was taken away from my birth father. When my birth mom died, my birth dad and I did a lot together. I wanted to be his little shadow. Most of the time when my father was out, you saw me with him. He was the only parent I had left. When I was taken away, I was heartbroken. I now had lost my father and, to make it worse, I went from foster home to foster home. After the second or third foster home, I didn’t share my feelings. I still struggle even to this day. I didn’t let anyone in my heart. I was tired of being hurt. When the parents I have now took me in, I just thought it was some other couple who would keep me for a little while and then pass me on. But that wasn’t the case at all. They put a hand out to me and told me to hold on to it. I grabbed it, and slowly they pulled me out of the dark. They made me a family member. I had a family, and I held onto them. I’m still holding that hand of light today. Neither side is letting go. I found my light.

Oliver Wendell Holmes said that almost all the truth-telling in the world is done by children. I think he spoke truth.