Through their words, the journey from Mon to Philadelphia lived on, inspiring others who were still fighting for liberation. For 19 years, Ellen and William…
The Charleston Hotel rose before them, a grand building with columns and gas lights flanking the entrance. Carriages waited outside, their drivers lounging against wheels,…
The servant who looked so much like someone else. The journey through Richmond at an odd time. Pieces that might fit together in dangerous ways…
The tension broke like a snapped wire. Ellen felt her knees buckle and Dr. Mitchell moved quickly to support her elbow. “Easy there,” he said…
For the first time in my 34 years of life, I knew with absolute certainty that Jesus Christ was real. Not as a prophet, not…
His surrender to Christ was complete and immediate. Then a dramatic transformation that reminded me of my own encounter with divine love. We now have…
And this man, this man sitting inches away from her, had been a guest at their table. She had poured his wine. She had stood…

Pay attention to the man in traditional clothing holding the book above the flames. His name is Sharif and he’s leading this Bible burning protest…
Activists followed them constantly, shouting their names and their purpose, making it impossible for them to move unobserved. store owners refused to serve them. Hotel…
Just one more night in slave territory. One more night before the final crossing. Ellen moved toward the ticket office, weaving through the crowd. Behind…


