Hope House began in 2009, and the longer we walk with our neighbors in poverty, the more certain we are that nothing short of gospel restoration is the solution. Based on the requests of our neighbors and the changes they want to see in their neighborhood, we focus our efforts in five key areas: education, transportation, workforce development, addiction recovery, and financial empowerment. We have learned that short-term solutions to poverty don’t help a person truly overcome poverty, so we aim for whole-life transformation with our ministries. Thank you for joining us in this tremendous task through your generosity, your time, and your prayers. The Lord has blessed us with a community who cares for its neighbors and longs for them to know Jesus.
CHOOSE YOUR IMPACT!
It’s easier than ever to join us in the mission of alleviating physical and spiritual poverty through gospel restoration. We have joined RoundUp App, a program that lets you automatically donate your spare change monthly, and we are now on Venmo! Learn more here and choose your impact by donating one of the following amounts:
Jobs for Life, Faith & Finances, or 24/7 Dad: $20 for class materials for a student, $100 for one graduation meal, or $250 for materials for one class
Driver Ready Program: $20 for transfer fees for one car, $60 for gas for one car, or $200 for repairs for one car
Affordable Christmas: $20 for Bibles for one family, $100 for toys for one child, or $300 for toys for one family
Congratulations to our recent Jobs for Life, 24/7 Dad, and Program Living graduates!
“I’ve done a lot of horrible things in my life. If anyone deserves death and hell it’s me, but God gave me mercy and salvation instead. For 20 years I was an alcoholic and a chronic drug user. I've been in and out of jails and institutions my whole adult life. I've served out three state sentences, been booked in jail as an adult 84 times, and spent somewhere around 3,000 days locked in a cell. Nothing made me happy, and I had an empty spot in me that nothing could fill. No matter how many drugs I did or how much money I had, I was never content. My life was nothing but self-inflicted pain and chaos. I hurt everyone who loved me, and I hated anyone who ever tried to help me. Being incarcerated made the hate and bitterness even worse. Even after being locked up for years, I would pick up where I left off with my addiction when I was released. I don't know if I even believed in God at that time. If I did, I hated him. Meth was my god and the only thing that mattered to me. I didn’t care what I had to do to get it. I was beyond selfish and never did anything for anyone without an ulterior motive. I stayed in constant paranoia and most of the time couldn't go more than a week without physically hurting someone, usually my child's mother. I would spend every day shooting meth, and it hurt to even sit down because I had lost so much weight.
I believe with all my heart that if it wasn't for my mother’s prayers and God's divine plan for my life, I wouldn't be here today. In 2020, I ingested enough meth to kill me three different times. On July 24th, 2020, I was finally arrested. I had four different felony cases in three counties. My life was over. I swallowed nine grams of meth in a bag to hide it. Soon after they put me in a cell, I knew the bag of meth had leaked. I always said I wanted to die or did not care if I did, but I knew then that I did care. I have never felt so scared or alone in my life. I kept thinking about my kids and how I didn't spend any time with them. Now, I was probably never going to see them again. I cried out to God and said, “If you are real, please help me.” After a while, the guards took me to shower, and I was able to flush the rest of the meth that hadn’t dissolved. I started reading the Bible every day. I started to care about other people for the first time that I could remember. I was happy and at peace. I felt in my heart that God had saved me, and I've been different ever since.
I was meeting with a chaplain, and he told me about Hope House. Everyone welcomed me when I got there, and the other residents were just as messed up as I was. The amount of love that two volunteers, Brenda and Phil, showed me and others scared me to death. I wasn't used to that. I couldn't figure out why they would take time out of their lives to be around people like us. I understand now that they do it because they are two of the most amazing and good-hearted people I've ever met, and they love Jesus. Hope House gave me so many things. I learned how to laugh again and had so much fun. They gave me structure in my life that I so badly needed. They also gave me something that nobody had given me in a long time: a chance. They helped me get insurance, so I could see a doctor to get the medication I needed and get to a specialist where I was treated and cured for Hepatitis C. They helped me get a good job with good pay that I never would have been able to get on my own. They helped me and my family get a lawyer who kept me from going back to jail. Most of all, they gave me real friendship which I didn't think existed anymore.
My life has changed so much in the last 22 months, all for the better. It’s nothing that I have done but Christ working through me. I have to give Him all the glory for everything. I ended up with a 24 year sentence, and it’s only by God’s plan for my life that I'm not in jail right now. God has not only blessed me but also my family. My parents started coming to church with me, and my daughter’s mother regained full custody. Thanks to Jesus, my kids can believe me when I tell them I’m going to do something or I’m going to be somewhere. My life is anything but perfect, I mess up everyday, but I don't have to run from anything today. Instead, I run to Jesus.