My story begins on April of 2010, the moment that I was truly alive. Theresa Klacman picked me up from the Juvenile Detention Center, and brought a surprise with her. My mom and siblings had joined her. I didn’t know where I was going but I knew it was going to be somewhere safe. I walked into the doors of Restoration House Ministries not knowing what to expect. My probation officer didn’t give me much of a choice, he had tried just about everything to get me to change my ways and become a better person, but nothing had worked so far. This was our last hope before he resorted to even more drastic measures.
My first week at Restoration House was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. At first I thought it was strange how everyone was always so happy and care free. “These people need help,” I would think. But little did I know that I was the one in need of the help. I didn’t understand why everyone was nice to me and why they cared so much for me to get better. I would immediately assume that they wanted something in exchange. My whole life people did things because they wanted something in return, so why would this be any different?
I grew up in an abusive house hold, where no one spoke up because they were afraid. An entire family dominated by one single man. My father was verbally and physically abusive to me, my siblings, and my mother as well. We all got accustomed to the abuse, but still knew in our hearts that we didn’t deserve to be treated like that. As a result of the abuse and other components, I began to act out in search for attention from whoever was willing to give it to me. That’s what landed me on probation. Once on probation I made no effort to change, in fact I acted out even worse. I knew that if I was locked up then I wouldn’t have to be at home. At that point in time anything was better than going home. My probation officer found out about the abuse and moved me to my friend’s house. She didn’t know, but where she was about to move me was going to get me into deeper trouble. The woman who I moved in with did what she could to keep me out of trouble, but her efforts were futile.
During my short stay there I got pregnant. My world felt like it turned completely upside down. I wasn’t ready to become a mom, being a child myself. I wept for hours, not because I felt sorry for myself, but because I felt sorry for the life growing inside of me. In my mind I saw myself beating this child just the way my father used to beat us. I knew I didn’t want this poor unborn baby to go through that, so I began to call abortion clinics. To my surprise no one answered. Abortion seemed to be my only solution at the time. I was only 15 years old when I got the shocking news of my pregnancy. I felt so alone and scared, not knowing what to do. The last thing I wanted was for this child to grow and be like me or his father. Not much later, it seemed like God had answered my silent prayer.
A month later is when I walked through the doors of Restoration House. I didn’t plan to change a thing about me. I was actually aiming for the complete opposite. I had attempted to“fake it till I made it.” I quickly learned, that takes strategy and serious determination, which I did not have. Soon my true self began to emerge. I was very rebellious, I pushed the envelope, but not far enough to be kicked out or discovered. I didn’t want to be there, yet I didn’t want to leave. I was afraid to change because I felt like no one would accept me. What I didn’t know was that God had different plans for me. I thought he had forgotten about me just because my circumstances didn’t play out so well. Restoration House Ministries helped me to make the changes that no other program was capable of doing. They were the first ones who didn’t give up on me no matter how stubborn I was. RHM stood by and let God slowly but surely, crack me open and begin his work with me. They helped me build a long lasting relationship with God and have encouraged me to pursue the dreams He placed in my heart. They filled me up with knowledge and helped me to better understand why certain things happened to me and let go of what had me in a stronghold all those years. I discovered many things about myself while I was at restoration house. One of the things I learned was that un-forgiveness was a major part of why I did the things I did. Shortly after I gave my heart to Christ, I was able to forgive my father and mother, and all of the other people who had hurt me in my life. But most importantly I forgave myself for the agony that I had caused others.
God rescued me from a horrible place and brought me into a home where I would be able to recover and begin a fresh start. Restoration House provided me with a tutor and the funds necessary for me to complete not only my GED but also pass my THEA test. They helped every step of the way and helped me enroll in college. I am currently enrolled in my 3rd semester at the Victoria College. Thanks to all of the classes and Bible studies that RHM provided I was able to
get hired at The Bible Bookstore, and also started to volunteer at the E3 services through Faith Family Church. I have such a passion for helping young teenagers. Working at E3 is going to help me for that day when I begin ministry with the Juvenile Detention Center. I want to tell thegirls there that there is a way out and that their past does not have to destroy their future. That’s something I will always have in my heart.
I am also a proud mother of a 1 ½ year old named Isaiah. My child will not have to suffer the throbbing pain that I suffered. I am putting an end to all of the curses that have followed my family lineage. My son will not have to know what it is to go hungry or know what the sting that a beating leaves behind feels like. I am determined to provide for my son, and I don’t just mean financially. Thanks to all of the advice that the volunteers gave me at Restoration House, I am able to give Isaiah the love and affection that my parents never gave me as a child. One thing that has been made very clear to me is that without God I am nothing. I am positive that if I wouldn’t have gone to RHM, I and my son would not be at home typing my testimony today. The way I was heading, I would’ve either been dead or in prison. But thank God that His mercy and forgiveness is so immense that I was granted a brand new start. We all deserve to start over, and with the help of Restoration House I was able to do just that.