Josué Padilla grew up a pastor’s kid in Guatemala. His home was a haven, a safe place, a house where people came to find counseling and wisdom from his dad, the pastor. But this all changed when a family friend came to visit. His parents knew and trusted this person. But that trust was soon violated.
What followed was a sexual encounter that scared Josué for years. He thought it his fault, he thought it his shame to carry alone. He thought God could never use someone tainted by such terrible memories. He thought he would never escape the pain of his past and the memory of his torment.