Meet Christine
Faith. Love. Freedom.
Christine Carter Love is devoted to the call of ministry and service, connecting people to life-changing programs, resources, and the redeeming power of love. A vessel for change, she has served as Executive Director for mission-driven nonprofit organizations, raising millions of dollars in public/private funding nationally. As a seasoned servant leader, Ms. Carter Love ignites high-impact teams to transform lives and communities. Social Worker, complex trauma specialist, and Recovery Coach, Christine wields hope from her lived experience, humanitarianism, and unbridled passion for the work.
Christine's Testimony:
Freedom Fighter
For years, I considered myself the residue of the eighties; what's left after crack cocaine swept through public housing projects like a tsunami indiscriminately taking men and women children who looked like me. I was seven years old when my mother lost her battle with drugs and the war with AIDS. She was only 24 years old. My daddy succumbed to the same fate at 40.
With one too many Adverse Childhood Experiences to count on one hand, I was left to navigate the proverbial wilderness alone. Blindfolded, with the other hand tied behind my back, I was somehow, expected to last all 12 rounds--- alone, in the fight of my life. I was driven to defy insurmountable odds, and for a long time, I did. I became the first in my family to graduate college, a young 21-year-old homeowner, a wife, a mother, and a public servant. I received a bunch of awards and accolades. My sorority sisters and the media called me Superwoman!
I was busy, busy, busy. Life was simply A-MAZING! (in auntie Oprah’s voice) Until it wasn't. All the running and hiding, saving, and serving left me and my superwoman cape shredded to pieces. I didn't have the luxury of a referee to pull me out when I was losing--- Haunted by a checkered past, defeated in addiction, straddled with self-doubt, and paralyzed by fear, I couldn't breathe. Tormented by untruth, I couldn't think. Silenced by shame, I couldn't speak. But my mother’s voice boldly echoed through the depths of my soul---fight back. I found myself on a strange dirtly floor, determined to fight for a new life.
My fight was not just about me—it was for my children so that they would come to know true love and not feel ashamed. It was for my husband and brothers so they would never doubt our strength as a family. It was a fight that transcended beyond the physical; it was a fight rooted in the groanings of prayer and fortified in faith. As I began to fight this battle of self-doubt and shame, I was met with unexpected strength. My fight for self-love slowly turned into a fight for freedom. The fight was hard, but the victory was worth it. Now I can stand tall knowing that no matter what life throws my way, I am strong enough to fight and loved enough to win!
So let this be a reminder that no matter how hard the fight, prayer and love can set you free. Fight on! You are worth it <3