Two years ago me and my family relocated from Albany, GA to Atlanta, Ga. In the midst of our journey we became stranded in a drug infested hotel room with no way out. One day we were just trying to feed our family and get through the day, when we were BLESSED. No I’m not talking about with monetary value, but with the presence of GOD. My husband was in Denny’s and began to have a verbal altercation with the manager about our food and money, and that is when Mrs. Pamela, who was just a customer herself at the time, stepped in and assisted with the facilitating of the conversation that ended on a successful note, along with her helping us out…

The thing is that, that day not only were we able to resolve such a minor issue, but we also gained a friend for life.

After meeting Mrs. Pamela, she got my whole family out of the hotel room, gave us make-overs, clothes, food, furniture and most importantly she gave us unconditional love with no judgement. She saved our lives. She would tell us that we were going to reach back and help other families that were going through the same things we were. I couldn’t ever see that, but I felt I wanted to do something to help others someday.

We eventually were able to get jobs, a car, and a apartment, that she helped furnish, and became stable. Everything was going so well, but unbeknownst to me, my journey was really just beginning. After being stable for almost a year, we became homeless again! The questions being asked now are, “How & Why?

Things actually became very complicated, now as I am reminiscing about it. I had just left for maternity leave from mine and was due to deliver in the next three months. My husband was let go from his job, due to a lot of complications with the baby in the hospital. I just kept asking GOD to please make a way for us, and How? & Why? was I again going through this same circumstance.

To make things worse, my husband lost his freedom and here I was alone with four boys a (2mo), (2y),(13y), & (14y) old who is disabled, nonverbal, and is wheelchair bound. Now we are back in another hotel room that I had to be paid for daily. Pamela helped with this also. She came all the way down to Albany to get us to bring us back to Atlanta and help us try to get emergency housing and stable again. That didn’t work out.

So now you are probably asking yourself, “How did she ever survive all of that”. GOD, that’s how! Was it a battle to stay grounded in GODs promises for my life? Yes! It was. It’s not that I didn’t have faith, it was that was I was so broken, that I could hardly hold my head or go through the day without breaking down. I was suffering from post-partum so bad after having the baby, that I actually thought about killing myself a 100 times a day, but every time I had gotten to my lowest thought, GOD would always intercept, and give me that boost to keep going. Pamela would call or I would call her.

I began to close myself up from the world. I was angry, hurt, and delusional. I could not see ahead of the midst this time. I broke down one day crying and I called Mrs. Pamela and I told her all the things that had taken place and the terrible situation I found myself in and she came immediately and got me and my kids. While writing this I am getting emotional because there are no words to describe the amount of gratitude and love that I have for her. She’s like the mom I never had. I call her our own personal angel sent from GOD in human form, and I am forever grateful for her being always present in me and my family’s life.

Now that, that storm has passed here is where I can tell you about all the triumphs of my tribulations. I am longer homeless. I have a three bedroom home with a yard for the kids, and garage that is just about as big as my house, that I am working on turning into my art studio.

The greatest thing about this story is, I now know why GOD took me through these trouble waters. I was to embedded on MAN saving and not GOD. I had put more trust in him, than I did in GOD. GOD makes no mistakes and everything happens for a reason. GOD had to remove him so that I may be able to go out in the world and minister to other younger women that are in similar or worst situations. I AM the blueprint and I must show them the way, just as Mrs. Pamela did for me.

I AM now helping young mother’s in my community become stable, and I will eventually be able to start my own ministry one day soon. I don’t have much right now to give but I do have my unconditional love for GOD and I know that he will always provide for us all.

All my love,

Stephanie