Stronger: Kathy Crabb
For many years I have known that I would one day write a book. The Lord confirmed this several times, and I knew it would happen, I just didn’t know when. I knew I wanted to put on paper my vivid memories of “that” day that God gave me the vision for the Crabb Family journey, a long time before there was a bus and a career. This was before there was a “branded” Crabb Family. It’s a God story, a miracle story. The many seasons of pain, the fight with evilness to keep my sanity after I was attacked in a dark parking lot by a random stranger, who cut my throat and left me for dead. That story needed to be told. My souvenir would be 43 stitches in my throat, and a lifetime of post traumatic stress syndrome. The surprise divorce I was “handed” a few months before my 50th birthday, the disbandment of the touring Crabb Family, and being forced to start over at 50. I was 52 and unemployed. This “survival” story needed to be shared. But it had to be the “right” time.