Copyright 2011 by Deloris E. Jordan. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
• ISBN 0-9714472-0-9
• Hardcover
• $26.99 (plus S&H)
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak."
- Ecclesiastes 3:1-2, 7
Rooted deep in our pain is often our purpose. It does not come easy to many. Often times we must dig through the messy soils and thick roots of our lives to get to the treasure of living.
Once again flinging open the pages of her life, Deloris shares her journey from tragedy to triumph, faithlessness to faithfulness, and pain to purpose.


Imprisoned by the secret of her abuse, her family's dysfunctions, brother's fame, public persona, and personal brokenness, this author's greatest yearning was to be free of it all. Once convinced by God that she had a right to her freedom, her life, and the right to choose, she surrendered to the lengthy and difficult task of obtaining all three.
Candid and thought provoking, In My Family’S Shadow grants reader an up close and in-depth look into the life of the author as she moves from victim to survivor of sexual abuse, family dysfunctions and personal brokenness.
As I stated earlier, writing a book was never something that I dreamed of doing. It certainly wasn't my focus when I started journaling. One of the hardest things that I have ever done in my life, I openly confess that I cried my way through most of it; from the writing of it to the promoting of it. By the end of the 12 year cycle I hated it.
Having taken me on a journey that required delving deep into the crevices of my life like nothing ever had before, I was forced to confront many issues that had laid dormant and unresolved for most of my life. Desperate to face my personal demons at the risk of family alienation and public scrutiny, there was never any disillusions of my reality; the quest to embrace the truth and own my life would cost me dearly. So with my decision to peel back the layers of my life by writing IMFS, I accepted the fact that the cost that I would pay would be great. And it was!
From personal discomfort of homelessness to family estrangement and isolation, the writing of this book cost me tremendously. My greatest pains were rekindled, my deepest fears realized, and the isolation from my family reached new milestones, in that it led to me having not seen my younger brothers in 13 years, Still, the price paid was worth the freedom gained and if I had to do it all over again, I would.
Defeating the power of "the secret" one sentence @ a time