Getting it right this time…Finally honest with myself

My name is Dawn. It was a 20-year marriage, but it was a troubled marriage, one filled with mental and physical abuse. And it drove me to
drink. Vodka became my companion. I started drinking just to relax. After all, I had excuses, right? The domestic abuse was terrible, my mother was on meds, I was having anxiety attacks, and I was overwhelmed trying to be super mom. But one drink became two, and then I
figured I needed another one . . . and so it went until it became a full-blown addiction.

With God’s help, I’ll stay the course this time around

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The results of my drinking? I lost everything — my driver’s license, my house, and more jobs than I care to remember. My employers got tired of me calling in saying, “I’m sorry but I’m sick today.” When I was finally honest with myself, I had to admit I was doing a rotten job running my life. That’s when I decided to return to Holland Rescue Mission’s program, from which I’d graduated more than two years ago.
I hoped against hope I would learn my lesson this time and maintain a better relationship with God. I no longer wanted to fill that deep hole in my life with alcohol. All I can say is, so far so good.

It’s good to know I’m not doing this alone. God, my Christian counselors, and you who support this place of rescue are with me every day. I love to spend time in God’s Word, and I’m working hard on developing my relationship with my heavenly Father. Thank you for giving me a safe place — a good place — at this time of my life. It’s also great to be able to help in the thrift store here at the Gateway Center, where I’m able to use my many years of retail skills. When I meet Jesus in heaven one day, I’m simply going to thank Him for loving me. And I hope to hear him say to me, “Well done, my good and faithful servant.”

Dawn

 

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My name is Karl. There was no stopping it. I just drank, drank, and drank . . . and then I drank some more. The police around here know me well, because I was picked up three times for public drinking and disorderly conduct. But I just kept drinking.

“Alcohol was destroying me drink by drink I lost everything many times”

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Alcohol was destroying me drink by drink I lost everything many times — apartments, cars, and everything else that should have been important to me. A lot of people tried to help me over the years, but I never listened. I just didn’t want to stop drinking.

My life is finally turning in the right direction

It took a long time for me to see the light. When I finally realized alcohol was killing me, I came to Holland Rescue Mission. For the first time, my life is turning around.

Today, I know God loves me and that He forgives me. I’m no longer a slave to alcohol and a lifestyle that violated everything God wants for me. I’m free. I still have my problems, but now I have the One who is always there for me when I need help.

Someday, I hope I get the chance to talk to high school kids, so I can share with them the lessons I’ve learned: Booze is a lie and drinking is no path to a good life. If just one kid listened to me, it would be worth it.

I don’t know what I would do without Holland Rescue Mission and generous people like you who keep these doors open. Thank you for being obedient to Jesus when He says to reach out to people in need. I hope you and your family make it a great holiday season.

Karl

From a life of being abused… to being loved by people who care.

My name is Amanda. I’m at Holland Rescue Mission because my three kids and I had nowhere else to go. I was in a terrible relationship for many years, and the constant abuse finally got to the point right where I couldn’t take it anymore. It seems like being abused has been the center point of my life, starting with my dad, who was a coke addict. He was a hippie, and he pretty much ignored me — except to abuse me physically and verbally.

From a life of being abused... to being loved by people who care.

There were pot plants all over our house. One day, I even saw some deer eating his pot. That was quite a sight. When my father wasn’t looking, I would go to his ashtray and smoke whatever pot was left. In a nutshell, that was my life. My mom died when I was 18, and I don’t know why, but I blamed her death on God. I was angry at Him for a long time. But I’m happy to say all my former anger is now in the past, because today I love the God I once hated. I have my smile back. I’m more talkative. I’m finally discovering who I am and what God wants for my life.

Thank you for giving my kids and me shelter and food

My goal now is to return to school and continue my studies in criminal justice. I’ve already done a year and a half of coursework and I look forward to completing my degree. One thing’s for sure: I would not have this motivation to succeed in life if it were not for the Mission and all the people here who are on my side. I also consider you as one of those people, because your donations are giving my kids and me a roof over our heads and food in our bellies.

“. . . all my former anger is now in the past, because today I love the God I once hated.”

But more than that, you are helping my family discover how much Jesus loves us. I’ve never been happier and my relationship with God is growing closer each day.

Sincerely,
Amanda

God bless you for the love you pour into our hearts day after day

At the Mission I’m discovering what life is really all about… and it’s about God, not about me.

My name is Mannie. Before I share my testimony, I want to say your donations and acts of service have helped to save my life. When you give to Holland Rescue Mission, you become a part of someone that will live forever. That means I will always remember you and your great kindness.

At the Mission I’m discovering what life is really all about... and it’s about God, not about me.

I’m at the Mission because of a series of bad choices. In my younger days I had great aspirations as an athlete. But drugs messed me up. I looked forward to a career in football. But I blew all my university scholarships. I was always expected to do well. Instead, I started partying and I stopped studying, both of which put me out on the streets and ultimately behind bars from 2006 to 2009.

Thank you for my second chance at life.

As I look back on my life, I now see it was the drugs that were doing the talking. But even in my mess I was developing a good work ethic. The trouble was I’d be up at the wee hours working at being a better, more effective drug dealer. But what a difference God makes. Now that I have God in my life, I’m learning I don’t have to be a tough guy to get what I need.

“I’m understanding I don’t have to be a tough guy to get what I need in life.”

Now my desire is to be a man of God. My counselors here are helping me see my potential. But I don’t want to make the mistake of living life on my own. I must continue to have God as my center if I’m ever going to make it. I now realize you can gain the whole world and still lose your own soul. God bless you for all you are doing to give me a second chance at life. Thank you.

Your friend,
Mannie

I’m a runner, and I’ve been a runner all my life… until now.

My name is Candy. All my life, I’ve been a runner. I’ve run when things have been good, and I’ve run when things were bad. I ran from my husband, who verbally and sexually abused me. I ran from my pain, and ran into the terrible arms of meth. For 10 years, I was addicted. I was so high I would clean everything in sight . . . and then I would clean it again.

I’m a runner, and I’ve been a runner all my life . . . until now

“All my life, I was told I had no value. Rejection seemed to be my middle name”

As if that wasn’t enough, I would go over and clean my neighbor’s house. I remember the time I wrote a 46-page letter to someone who was in prison. I overdid everything, and was messed up big time. Then one day Jesus said, Candy, slow down, and no more running. I heard his voice and I came to Holland Rescue Mission. And even though I had been here many times before, I was still welcomed with open arms. I came here when I had no place else to go.

Thank you for keeping these doors open for me

All my life, I was told I had no value. Rejection seemed to be my middle name. But here at the Mission people remind me I have value. Every day I feel loved. Everything about Holland Rescue Mission is uplifting and positive. So for me, there’s no more running . . . except into the arms of Jesus who loves me and has forgiven me of my sins. I’m so grateful for my Christian counselors. I can go to them at any time with any question and they are there for me. And you are there for me also through your generous donations. I cannot thank you enough for keeping these doors open for me. I will never be able to pay you back for your kindness, except to live a life that brings honor to my risen Lord. But maybe that’s the best payback of all.

Sincerely,
Candy