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Endorsements
A captivating story of hope and redemption.
Margaret Feinberg, author of Fight Back With Joy
I had no intention to sit down and read this book cover to cover in one sitting, but Candice drew me into her story from the opening chapter. She writes so honestly about the painful childhood memories and wounds left by her father. I found myself in awe of her strength and resilience. The Con Man s Daughter is a journey of hope, redemption, and the relentless love of a God who pursues us beyond the ends of the earth. You will be captivated.
Melanie Shankle, New York Times bestselling author of Nobody s Cuter Than You
Awesome read. Awesome story. God can always take a mess and make it his message. Candice weathered some incredible stormsthis is a must-read! If Candice can make it, anyone can. Once I began to read, I couldnt put it down! Hope, help, and healing are in these pages. Take the journey with Candice!
Ken Freeman, author, evangelist, and motivational speaker
From the first 120 mph wild ride Candice Curry takes with her earthly father to the first frightened whispered prayer to her heavenly one, I felt like a passenger in the speeding sports car of her life journey. She tells a story of heartbreak and redemption with an emotional yet humorous voice that both draws the reader in and leaves her changed.
Jenny Rapson, editor, ForEveryMom.com
The Con Man s Daughter is a wild ride full of brokenness and pain, beauty and redemption. You will laugh and cry. You will want to hold little Candice in your arms and speak belovedness over her. You will cheer for her in her bravery and resilience and weep for her in her pain. Candice bravely shares the real truths of what it was like to grow up with a broken father and how it affected her. She doesnt try to wrap things up in a pretty bow or avoid the hard parts, but shares with authenticity how God met her in the brokenness and brought about healing and redemption. It is full of unspeakable pain, unfathomable grace, unpredictable redemption, and breathtaking beauty.
Brandi Lea, US founder and director, Beauty for Ashes Uganda
Candice Curry has an incredible gift of sharing her story with grace, authenticity, and humbleness. I could not put this book down, and when I did, I could not stop thinking about what could possibly happen next. Her life and her story got into my head, but even more so, into my heart. There were parts of her story that broke my heart, and I found myself weeping for her loss. But God. As strong as the pain is in these chapters, redemption runs stronger. In her story she has given us a view of her own transformationfrom bitterness to forgiveness. If God can help her to forgive the deepest, darkest wounds of her soul, then, surely, he can help any of us walk through forgiveness and experience what she has penned in these pages... freedom. Share your story and set others free.
Celeste Barnard, author and speaker
Dedication
To my momYoure the behind-the-scenes hero and always have been. Youve sacrificed over and over to make sure Ive always had what I need and have given me as many of my wants as you could. For that I am forever grateful. Thank you for being my loudest cheerleader and my one and only Shema Shema.
To JordanMy entire life has been filled with belly laughs and a sense of security because youre the greatest big brother a girl could ask for. To sum it all up: Turn out the lights, I lost my necklace.
To BrandonYoure my entire world, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do us part. No matter what weve walked through or what waits for us in the future, I wouldnt want to do it with anyone else. Thank you for your patience, support, and humor. Youre my Kevin Arnold.
Contents
Cover
Title Page
Copyright Page
Endorsements
Dedication
Before We Begin
1. The Devil Inside
2. Daddys Little Girl
3. Turkey Pop-Tart Sandwiches
4. What Can Wash Away My Sins
5. Invisible Girl
6. What Happens in Vegas
7. Building a Life on Shifting Sand
8. God Turns Sand into a Solid Foundation
9. On the Witness Stand
10. In the Blink of an Eye
11. The Day the Bricks Came Crashing Down
12. My Redemption Song
13. The Power of Forgiveness
Epilogue
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Back Ads
Back Cover
Before We Begin
Redemption is the promise of a gift that follows brokenness. While not all roads to redemption are the same, we all have broken areas in our lives.
As a little girl, I would stick my hand in the back pocket of my dads Levi jeans so I wouldnt get lost when we were out in public. He was my guide. I didnt have to look up; I knew he was there. I blindly followed his lead. Where he went I went, with a naive confidence that he would not steer me wrong. He was my dad after all; I knew nothing else but to trust him. I was always the little girl with her hand in my fathers pocket.
As the years went on and I grew taller and slightly wiser, I started to lift my gaze from his feet to the road ahead and realized the path he had me on was full of lies and deceit. His path was paved with drugs and manipulation, and as a result he was laying down those same bricks for me.
My father was involved with the FBI for things Ill never know. My best guess, from information Ive gathered, is that he did work for them after being caught in one of his con man games. In return for his cooperation, he was spared prosecution. I remember the FBI coming to my house when I was a little girl and being told to go to the other room while he talked to the men in suits. My childhood was filled with moments like that, strange people showing up or calling the house trying to track my dad down. Maybe thats why we lived in seventeen different houses before I finished high school.
His con man ways meant we drove stolen cars, lived in stolen houses, and shopped and dined on borrowed credit cards. This led to a lifestyle of constantly looking over our shoulders. Even as small children, my brother and I intuitively knew something was wrong and that something bad could happen at any time.
As you can imagine, living with secrets and drug use meant my dad was often on edge. We never knew what to expect with him and feared which version of our dad would walk through the door. It was either the funny and playful dad that let us to do whatever we wanted or the dad that was high on whatever he could get his hands on and who would torture us with his words. The sneaky lifestyle I was exposed to, as well as the mental and emotional abuse I endured at the hands of my father, left deep scars Ive dealt with for most of my life.
As children we look to our parents to measure our value and find our worth. When that source is missing or broken or painful, we often search desperately to find meaning through other earthly things. We dive into unhealthy relationships in an effort to make us feel complete and, unfortunately, often end up self-destructing, which only causes more pain and brokenness.