What was your family like? They sold drugs.
You’ve probably never heard such an answer... but you’ve never met Tracy.*
Like so many we serve, she was born and raised here in Tucson. She never experienced a real “family.” Love? She never really knew what that was. The closest thing to "wisdom” ever handed down to her was a stark warning: Don’t ever talk to the cops about what was going on at home.
No wonder she started drinking by the time she was 15. She used marijuana with her cousins. “Drugs were always a part of my family,” she remembers. It seemed normal.
Looking for love, she was pregnant before she left high school. It took her twice as long to graduate, simply because she was going to classes, and working, and trying to take care of her children.
Seeing the world she came from, I’m proud of how hard she tried to make it all work.
But soon, what she thought was “love” failed her again. Her boyfriend began viciously abusing her. She felt trapped — she tried to numb the pain by returning to the only source of comfort she had ever known: drugs. Tracy began taking pills — and addiction kicked in, hard and fast.
In the space of a single month, she lost her job — her home — and her children. She was homeless, childless, and jobless ... for a solid year.
Once in a while a friend would take her in for a few nights. Sometimes she slept in her car. Desperate for food and other basics, she recalls, “I started shoplifting to get by.”
But not for long. She was soon arrested, and spent five long months in jail. Meanwhile, the courts were moving to take her children away permanently. One by one, the cases closed. Her love for her children was left to scream silently in agony. “I felt like a piece of me was ripped away,” Tracy remembers. “But the worst part was that it was all on me — I chose that.”
I can’t imagine what greater tragedies might have come Tracy’s way — if the compassion of our donors, volunteers, and staff hadn’t stepped in to interrupt her story. But thank God, love was there for her.
With the strong support of caring friends like our donors and volunteers, Gospel Rescue Mission reaches into the prisons of our area. Our own Mrs. Dee, who coordinates our recovery services, visited Tracy there, and invited her to start life over, with GRM, as soon as she was released. Her parole officer actually dropped her at our door!
“When you think life is over, it can be a new beginning,” Tracy says with a huge smile.
“God grabs you at your weakest point.”
Knowing Tracy’s background, you would not recognize her today. She’s a different person — by the grace of God — and thanks to the generous support of our donors and volunteers.
*=Tracy's name was changed to protect her identity.
She was working so hard.... So dedicated to her kids.... Working 50+ hours a week, to provide for her family. Emotionally and physically, Sheri was a maxed-out mom.
But then her own mother was diagnosed with a grave illness; one that required serious care. Nobody else in the family was in a position to step up and Sheri couldn’t let her mother suffer alone. So she made the sacrifice and added “caregiver” to her list of responsibilities – but it was too much...
The support of our donors, volunteers, and staff helped Pam find sobriety and salvation, but it didn’t end there...
When they take your children away from you, it’s agony. For you, and for your kids.
That’s the day you wake up and say, “I’ve got to change.”
“Before I came to the Mission, I was a homeless drug addict and alcoholic. I spent my days living in parks and slept in alleys. I would sell my medications I got from a behavioral health organization to get different drugs on the street. I was in and out of psych hospitals and would occasionally...
On the night of October 23, 2006, I cried out for help and was turned down to enter the gates of the Gospel Rescue Mission due to not having an open bed for me. I said, “You don’t understand, I don’t want to be out here on the streets. I am tired and I need help.” She responded, “I understand, but there is no room for you here and you will need to call back in the morning.” I had become broken, full of shame, guilt, and doubt. I had become an alcoholic and an addict, homeless and unemployable. I had learned how to survive off the streets and was living in a motel room with a boyfriend right across the street from the Gospel Rescue Mission. I know it today as a divine appointment from God - turing the darkness into light, His light. Ashes into beauty.
Laura’s life was spiraling out of control and she had no where else to go. She had recently gone through a divorce that had left her bankrupt both spiritually, emotionally and financially. Life was unstable, moving from job to job and house to house. Laura was using alcohol as a way to deal with her pain and unstable life, but it reached a critical point in her health in June of 2012. She had to call 911 to get to a hospital and she was diagnosed with cirrhosis of the liver. Laura had to make some changes. Laura came to Gospel Rescue Mission and it changed her life.
Rachel has lost a lot of things in her life. Lost her dad in a car accident when she was three years old and custody of her son due to her drug addiction, but today Rachel can celebrate losing something..92 pounds! Rachel has a new lease on life and her weight loss is only one indication of how far she has come in her recovery. Rachel now has a relationship with God where as she learned to believe in him and believe in herself.
Through the Genesis Program (part of the GRM Life Restoration Program), Rachel was able to see what her false beliefs were. She used to believe the lies that brought her down, ones that told her she couldn’t do anything, but now she is learning to say, “I can!” She has learned to love herself and deal with life instead of depending on drugs to get her through.
All testimonies are either written by or are from interviews with men and women who's lives were transformed during their time at Gospel Rescue Mission.
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