Testimonies
Words can't express how thankful we are that our son has been given a second chance. We're very proud of the person he's become over the past 2 months and are looking forward to continued progress. Thank you and the staff for everything you've done.
This was the place where I felt whole for the first time in my life... I am tired of hurting and of hurting the ones I love.
From a very young age, I learned the effects of alcohol and have struggled with addiction... Alcohol became my savior and redeemer. I knew way more about it than I did of Jesus. - Randy
My life was always focused on working, getting ahead, getting more and nicer “things” as symbols of my accomplishments... During this time I felt that I was in complete control of my life- that I did not need any one’s help. Little did I know that I was living a lie. - Eugene
A Survivors Testimony |
Brad passed away July 2011, may have lost the battle with cancer but did not lose the war.
Brad left this life the way he entered; earlier than most. He was born premature, jaundiced and with a tiny hole in his heart. As he grew up, he did OK in school but didn’t have a lot of friends. He was an easy mark and was often picked on by other kids. As a young adult he struggled with career choices and never found a nitch that truly suited him. During this time in his life he found comfort in a bottle and had friends in the local bars, at least as long as he was buying. Through the grace of God he was pulled out of his destructive life and learned to walk the path of a Christian life. Along this short journey, he made many, many good friends who provided him joy in the last stages of his life.
I don’t know for sure but I would guess that tiny hole in his heart had been filled with love. Though he lost the battle with cancer he did not lose the war. It never broke his spirit. He died rich with friends and love. I would say probably one of the wealthiest of anyone here today.
This was written by Brads brother Robert and read at his funeral July 21,2011
Brad left this life the way he entered; earlier than most. He was born premature, jaundiced and with a tiny hole in his heart. As he grew up, he did OK in school but didn’t have a lot of friends. He was an easy mark and was often picked on by other kids. As a young adult he struggled with career choices and never found a nitch that truly suited him. During this time in his life he found comfort in a bottle and had friends in the local bars, at least as long as he was buying. Through the grace of God he was pulled out of his destructive life and learned to walk the path of a Christian life. Along this short journey, he made many, many good friends who provided him joy in the last stages of his life.
I don’t know for sure but I would guess that tiny hole in his heart had been filled with love. Though he lost the battle with cancer he did not lose the war. It never broke his spirit. He died rich with friends and love. I would say probably one of the wealthiest of anyone here today.
This was written by Brads brother Robert and read at his funeral July 21,2011