Mission Messiah A New Creation

No comunesation some of the rules are unesereyv they are adults living there

I thought it was like a fairy tale. This woman was dating my dad after my mom died and she would tell me about the Mission and all the things she witnessed Jesus do for the women there. I was very skeptical because we were getting high together. The Lord started doing a mighty work in me through this time.  In a nutshell I was raised by two loving parents with 4 other siblings and our parents gave us everything they had and taught us everything they knew. I got made fun of in school until I became a bully. I was so depressed & My mom pretty much over dosed on pills. So I just went off the deep end and really didn't care much about surviving to exist anymore. I knew I needed help. I was smoking my last cigarette before I went to hang myself. I said God if your real give me a sign to not do this. After this I started crying out to the Lord to help me. I was getting off of drugs and all my "friends" quit talking to me. It was hard hanging out with my family because they all did drugs. So I felt so alone. I didn't know that Satan could put thoughts into your head. By this time I was homicidal suicidal and so I was really scared. Fear is what drove me to ask God for help. I was sitting on my dads bed one day after work and I know it was God's voice that said you're going to Mission Messiah. I was like Whaaat I thought I was trippin. So I start massively researching and calling and asking questions and asking my dads gf more questions and asking her why she left ect. So I get all my ducks in a row to come and my family really doesn't understand why I want to go. You see I wore so many masks they didn't even know the real me. I didn't even know the real me. I just knew who the world liked and I didn't want to be her anymore. I knew that this was my last chance at life and happiness so if this didn't work I totally had the guts to kill myself. However! Things dynamically changed when I got here. The voices in my head stopped and I had peace for the first time in my life. I was a little skeptical on the structure and rules until I started asking God to show me the Truth in everything. Yes for the first 9 months you don't make a pay check however, I didn't even have the 500$ deposit (not a fee, based on completion you get that back) but I didn't have that and they still accepted me. I got all my toiletries, necessities(even razors to shave lol) & I didn't have to ever worry about the lights not coming on or the water being shut off. I had no worries being here for the first time in my life. So although I didn't make a "paycheck" I truly earned my keep with the cost of living here. For 12 months (Imagine that times 10+) what I can say is if it wasn't for the staff, volunteers, and their obedience to walk out the WORD I was reading and me seeing their fruit. I probably wouldn't have completely surrendered to the Lord. Yes this program was the hardest thing in my life, yet absolutely the most rewarding. It taught me diligence, to lean on the WORD and not opinions or feelings.  It taught me how to serve others outside of myself. I had the best support needed after my dad died too. It taught me about spiritual warfare because Satan is real and is out to kill, steal, & destroy us. The last but not least it taught me that what Jesus did on that cross took everything that hindered me from being who I was created to be. A mighty woman of valor. I now live from that victory not constantly trying to find one.  It isn't the Berryhill's "business" This is the Lord God Almighty's house. They are just stewards of it. Guess what? They are sinners saved by grace too. God used this place to absolutely teach me and show me how much He loves me. Yes even by having a curfew and pulling weeds. It's all about perspective and I'm thankful I had a place like this to teach me everything my two parents didn't know how to. I'm thankful I had a safe place to become vunerable to the Lord. I'm thankful they loved me even when I couldn't love myself.

For the past 18 years I have been a volunteer at Mission Messiah, teaching a Bible study class. So, I would know every one of these ladies who gave reviews on the Mission if they had used their real names. Carrie did, and she is a true success story. Mission Messiah receives funds from private donors only, never from governmental resources. Since God is the One who always provides, there is always enough, but it is grossly untrue to characterize the Mission as a money-making machine. The staff who work there are kind and dedicated. For well over 20 years Mission Messiah has been a loving haven to women and their children--women who truly desired their lives to change because of the love of a Savior, Jesus Christ. These women have come from diverse backgrounds, drug and alcohol abuse, family abuse, from jail and prison, etc. But those who honestly desired to change were the ones who completed the program. For the first times in their lives there were rules to follow consistent with the Bible, which included getting up early in the morning for devotionals, Scripture memory work, doing assigned chores on a rotating basis, and going to Bible study class, where there is opportunity for these women to learn the Truth about what God thinks about them (always good and loving). We have a Children's Learning Center staffed by a caring, God-sent graduate. Children of school age attend local schools. I deeply regret the hateful and false comments made by certain reviewers, because they are clearly based on bitterness and not true. These women would have been in my classes, so I would know them by their real names, had they given them. I would love the opportunity to visit with them personally even today, and I'm certain they can find me. I'm grieved that they chose to disparage the reputation of an exceptional, God-established life skills program. At the Mission I am known as Ms. Celia, but my name is Celia Harris. (John 3:16)