When God Says "No"

“I think your daughter was nearly trafficked,” the social worker said. “The police got to her in time.”

My stomach dropped to my toes in pure terror. The child we had raised from a toddler and adopted had become an out-of-control teen. We committed her to a mental hospital, but she made false allegations against us and refused to come home. I had been praying for years that she would feel loved, would tell the truth, and would choose to obey. The prayers were endless.

Now she was…