My name is Farrell, and my past life included drinking with the boys under bridges, getting high, talking about nothing important – while I rocked my son Chase in his stroller. Drinking was more important than anything to me.
I also used crack and meth – while still trying to work through the guilt of an abortion. I’d get a little money so Chase and I could stay in a cheap hotel for a couple nights. But all I worried about was having enough money left over for beer.
I just kept drinking
Lying on that motel bed, I knew this was no life for my son or me. But I just refused to stop drinking. Then one day I came to the women’s shelter at Everett Gospel Mission. Believe me, I was not looking for a godly shelter. I just wanted help. But God had other plans for me. Within a short time I began to change.
Today I’m sober. I go to church. I’ve graduated from the program and now have my own apartment. The staff continues to help me deal with the guilt of my abortion. Now I want to reach out to others, starting with my own tribe, the Blackfeet. 96% of my nation drinks, and the alcohol is ruining us.
As you pray for me, please know that I’m also saying a prayer of thanks for all you do to help desperate people like me. Thank you for the bed, the food, the clothes and all the love. God bless you for caring so much.