Let me introduce you to the author of Out of the Darkroom, Into the Light: Tracey Casciano
is a passionate speaker and writer who is ready to shine a light for Jesus. She shines that
light through encouraging words as a blogger, speaker, and writer to help
others who may be suffering or doubting themselves on their current path in
life. After a childhood with an
alcoholic mother and abusive father, her love for the Lord helped rise above
her past. She describes this in her book, “Out
of the Darkroom, Into the Light: A Story of Faith and Forgiveness After Child
Abuse." She is happily married and in the midst of raising four wonderful sons.
Tracey has a background in Special Education, has been a missionary in
Guatemala and the Dominican Republic. Join her on her blog http://ephesians2v8.wordpress.com.
Out of the Darkroom, Into the Light is Tracey's powerful testimony and journey of faith. In this book, she chronicles how her search for
God and eventual relationship with Jesus helped her survive a life of
emotional and physical abuse from her parents. She wrote the book after
feeling God leading her to share her story to help others who have
struggled with similar issues, particularly with forgiveness. Her book is available on
her website www.traceycasciano.com and also on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.com.
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One Sunday morning in the spring of
2013, I sat in church listening to a friend lead the band in worship. So while I am far from a good singer, I did
my best to join in. Next to me, my husband sat smiling and singing, and as I
scanned the auditorium, I recognized many faces. I felt welcomed and happy to
be there as part of this congregation that had become my church family.
When the worship music ended, I sat
down and looked at the program laid out for this morning’s service. Before the pastor’s message even started, I’d taken note of the title and could feel my
heartbeat quicken. “FORGIVENESS,” it read in large
capital letters.
As the pastor began speaking, I felt as
though a spotlight was on me. Nothing else was in focus. The pastor was talking
directly to me. He read out a Scripture passage: “If you forgive those who sin against you, your
heavenly Father will forgive you (Matthew 6:14 NLT).”
I started sweating and felt as though I
couldn’t breathe.
I broke away my gaze from the pastor and looked around to see if anyone was
looking at me. Giving my husband a weak smile, I thought to myself, “How could I possibly
forgive my parents for all the pain they caused me as a young girl? They don’t deserve it.”
As the pastor’s message continued, I began to fidget and move
around in my seat. After years of carrying my burden and hurt from a life with
an alcoholic mother and abusive father, I didn’t want to forgive them. I felt that would be letting
them off too easily. By the time the service ended, my stomach was in knots. As
my husband and I left the church with our four sons and walked to our car, my
husband noticed my silence.
“Are you okay?” he asked me quietly.
I waited until we had arrived back home
and had some privacy before I told him, “I think the pastor was speaking directly to me. I am
supposed to forgive my parents. But how? Why?”
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