I wanted to take the time to thank you so much for having such a profound impact on not only my life, but my daughters' lives. In 2008, when CTTF was in Nashville, I asked Brielle, my then 8 year old, if she wanted to come to the conference. I wasn't totally sure if she would be old enough to take in all the services and sit still for the entire time, but she did and she loved it. Her life was so powerfully impacted.

Sweet Beth Coppedge was so personally interested in her and genuinely took the time to get our address and later sent her a wonderful book to read that had been one of Beth's favorites when she was a little girl. That meant so much to Brielle. She absolutely loves CTTF and is moved by the worship, testimonies and sermons. Brielle can feel the Holy Spirit and loves being a part of the adult women's world, and not treated as though she's too young. Then in 2009 and 2010, she was with me again.

This past year at Grove City, we expanded and brought my eight year old daughter, Brooklyn, with us, and she too loved it and never wants to miss a CTTF. Also this past year, my 10 year old niece came, as well as a few middle school girls from our church. All of these young ladies were changed and desired more of God's holiness in their lives. In fact, Brielle and one of her friends from our church, who was at Grove City, had a Bible study in our home before Christmas. It was on purity and beautiful girlhood. After their study, we had lunch together and caroled on front porches to our neighborhood.

I know more and more women may begin to bring their daughters to CTTF, and my hope is that they too will experience Jesus in the way my girls have. I overheard someone at CTTF say, "We should start a Girls' CTTF." Although this lady's motives were pure, my heart sank, as I pictured the girls being segregated from their moms, grandmothers, and ladies from their churches. I feel there is something so valuable about worshipping together, where the girls can watch, learn, and experience the move of the Holy Spirit. One thing I love about CTTF and the council is that you all spend so much time praying and seeking God for every decision.

I wanted to let you know how this ministry has been such a blessing to our family, and by the way, my seven year old, Brenae, is begging me to let her come to the 2012 CTTF. We'll see if she is ready.

Come to the Fire tops any women's conference I have ever attended! Jesus was truly the center of the event. One highlight was during the Healing Service and pulling the slip of paper out the red bag with one of God's promises that would be just for me. Romans 8:28 was the promise. As I approached my seat and read the slip of paper, I began to laugh and to cry at the same time; this was a confirmation of the promise that God had given me after our only child was killed in a car accident fifteen years ago. In my daily struggle to be obedient to God, it reminded me that He was still keeping His promise. I stepped into the stairwell looking for a place to be alone with God and to unleash the emotions of thankfulness and humbleness at His bold reminder to me that I still have purpose.

I have loved my life, most of the time, and thought things were pretty much perfect, especially in my marriage to a guy who worked at it -- we had regular date nights, almost daily 'couch time' to share our day, and multiple times most days we exchanged 'love texts' on our phones. And then the bomb dropped.

In early January, my husband asked me to stay home from church one night so we could talk alone. He revealed to me that he has been addicted to porn and sex since he was 13. That addiction had led to other women all along the way, including a recent 5-year affair. He had rationalized and compartmentalized so much that he had no problem with all of this until the last month, when God finally got him under conviction. At that time, he had already started counseling and was trying to quit his wrong behaviors. But he tried in his own strength and failed, and in just a couple months he had given up the effort and no longer wanted to try. In May he moved out.

It was a painful and lonely journey through the year, but God was with me in the most intense way I have ever experienced His presence. I had begun to sense that God was telling me that, yes, this was the road laid out for me --that he knew from the beginning that divorce would happen someday.

The week of the conference, every service, every song, every testimony, every message spoke right to my heart. One of the testimonies given was on the total reconciliation of a badly split family, so I had to ask God if that was what he had in mind for me? In the healing service, I was anointed for healing of relationships, both with my husband and with a mostly estranged daughter, who I found out had realized the problem my husband had 8 years ago, when she was 14, which turned her away from the Lord and church, as she saw his hypocrisy, and against me, as she thought I knew and was covering for him. I laid all of this at Jesus' feet once again and came home to see what God wanted to do in my life.

I've prayed much for open eyes to see what lessons God would have me take away from the conference, and there are two main things he has shown me. One is that I needed to regain hope. He promised us a hope AND a future. I had seen a glimpse of the future, but I realized I had put my hope on hold, because it rested on my husband, rather than on God. I spent a number of weeks studying hope, and I now have it anchored solidly in Him again. It may or may not mean my husband someday is reconciled to God, if not to me, but my hope is secure. The other result of the conference was a reminder that I had given up interceding for him, after at first spending a morning a week in prayer and fasting for him over the course of several months. I have returned to the weekly times of intercession, not just for him now, but for others as God has led me.

After I studied Hope, I began on Joy. "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning." God is my joy, and I know I can cling to that even on those days when my emotions are anything but joyful. Thank you for the continued devotionals which so amazingly match my journey and speak to me so many times, right where I need them.

I thought it was time to share my journey and thank God for sisters in Christ who are helping me praise my way through the valley.