| There I was on death row Guilty in the first degree Son of God hanging on a hill Hell was my destinyThe crowd was shouting crucify Could’ve come from these lips of mine The dirty shame was killing me It would take a miracle to wash me clean Then I read the red letters Felt like lightning hit my veins When I read the red letters For God so loved the whole wide world Thank You, God, for red letters |
What to expect at your first therapy session
Seeking professional help for a mental health condition can be a difficult step, especially if you’ve never seen a therapist. During this Mental Health Awareness Month, psychologist Nadia Damm from The Center for Christian Counseling describes what to expect during that first appointment. She also shares tips on making the most out of your sessions.
August 30, 2025
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