Imagine how it would affect you if you lost your beloved mother . . . on your 22nd birthday . . . For Jessica, it was the final emotional push that sent her into a downward spiral of depression where she turned to drugs to numb the pain. But her suffering had started years before, in a relationship …Read More
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 . . .”Read More
“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.Read More
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.Read More
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…Read More
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.Read More
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.Read More
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.”Read More
Summer’s here, as you can tell every time you step out of doors. Even the nights are sweltering, and no matter how much I enjoy evenings in Anderson, I often can’t wait to get back inside.
But what if you’re someone like Spencer—a neighbor who knows just how black and miserable the nights can be when life-dominating problems have cost you your home. And your family.Read More