How often do you see someone in need and have your heart swell with compassion? Do you ever become overwhelmed with emotion when you see someone else in pain? Does suffering get to you?
Veronica’s innocence should have been protected by trusted family members. It was shattered instead. She ended up being placed in foster care. Afraid and untrusting, Veronica would run away…
I was living on the streets when I was 9 years old. My friend’s parents would ask me “Why are you hungry all the time? Don’t you have food where you live?” I told them “I don’t have a place to live.”
At age 13, I became pregnant with my junior high boyfriend and for two years we were the best parents teenagers could be – until my father was killed. After this, I ran from the age of 15 to 35. I started using heroin, prostituting, and spent a total of 12 years in and out of jail. So many things happened during these years I know God must of placed angels around me.
I was a paramedic. I had a bachelor’s degree in emergency medicine. I had parents who followed Jesus, and had a great childhood and still lost my way. I tried to manage life by myself. I finally realized that I can’t do life without Christ.
My brother passed away from brain cancer. I went through a divorce. I was devastated emotionally. And I turned away from God. My life fell apart.
I turned to alcohol. It got so bad that my family couldn’t help me anymore. I came from a great Christian family. I was embarrassed. I had nothing left. I tried going to my church but I needed something more.
Honestly, I didn’t want to come to Steelbridge. I literally prayed to God to send me to a place where Christ was not at the center. It’s ironic, right? Praying to God to send me to a place where He wasn’t.