But in the midst of that life-dominating crisis, God remembered her. Out of the blue, “A lady contacted me,” she says, shaking her head. “I told her I wasn’t doing well.” Then Chelsey smiles. “And she told me about The Haven . . .”

“I was never homeless”—not sleeping on the streets at least, Nerissa remembers. But after losing her husband, and with no place of her own as a refuge, “I was definitely in dangerous situations,” she says.

Many people would say that Michael didn’t stand much of a chance—of having a life . . . or of staying alive for long. But unlike so many who find themselves trapped on the mean streets surrounded by violence, death, and drugs, Michael knew there must be an escape.

Your help is making a life-changing difference! After years of rebellion and recklessness, and filled with regret, Linda called her grieving parents. “On Thanksgiving,” she says, tears welling up in her eyes…

Thanksgiving Day, 2018. What a beautiful day of service! Take a look at these photos to see a glimpse into the joyful day we had serving the community alongside our wonderful volunteers!

Every year as the holidays come up on the horizon, I find myself looking with fresh eyes at all the grateful faces enjoying a good hot meal at Haven of Rest—and the kind of biblical hope, healing, and recovery that leads to real life change.

Craig will never forget the moment. Ruined by addiction to prescription medication due to an injury, soon he was led to anything to stop the pain. Craig hit rock bottom without a stop along the way.

On September 27th, 2018 The Haven held its Annual Fundraising Banquet. This Banquet helps fund our Women’s Ministry discipleship-based program that seeks to rescue, restore, and release women from broken lifestyles related to addiction and homelessness.

Thursday, August 2nd is a day that marks the start of a new beginning for 2 men and a day of promotion for two more. Tony and Chris completed the Men’s program at The Haven, and in celebration, we held a graduation ceremony to commemorate their journey. 

I’d like to tell you about J.D., a hurting neighbor who came here to The Haven when he honestly had nowhere else to turn . . .

 “I was at the bottom of a valley,” he told me. “And I knew I needed to come back up, but just felt hopeless, miserable, and scared.”