[Sample testimony — replace with a real member story.] I walked into my first Ladies of Zion gathering convinced no one could understand what I had been through.
By the end of the night, three women had prayed over me, and one had shared a story so close to mine I wept. For the first time in years, I didn't feel alone.
Today I lead a small circle of my own. What the enemy meant for shame, God turned into sisterhood.