With a heart ready to mend and a spirit seeking guidance, she fully surrendered to God and found hope within the supportive walls of the Dream Center.
As I step into the Dream Center Intern program, I carry with me the strength and freedom born from hope, service, and unwavering faith.
As a single mother of three, a pivotal moment of courage propelled me from the shadows of domestic violence.
Six years ago, I was trapped in a nightmare I couldn't escape. The monsters in my life had held me captive, forced me into a world of darkness, and robbed me of my innocence. But then, I found refuge at the H-Town Dream Center, a place that gave me hope and helped me reclaim my life.
My ex-husband introduced me to a life of violence and drugs, and that's where my rebellion against God started. I was very naive and young. I got pregnant at 17, then we got married shortly after. Things would only get worse from there. He became abusive and controlling, and many years later, I got my first felony.
I ended up at H-town Dream Center on two different occasions to escape abusive relationships. The second man I dated sold me for drugs a few times, and through that, I got really hooked on drugs. After months of living that life, I knew I needed to get away. I didn’t know where to go, but I remembered how well the people at the Dream Center loved me.
The Lord told me, "I want you to move," and I said, move where Lord? Then, a few days after, He said, Texas. So on my birthday, I booked a flight here to Texas. On my trip, I met and talked with Samantha, Shawn and Shannon and told them about my experience and what God was telling me. Shortly afterward, they offered me a role on the team. I am so happy to be a part of the H-town Dream Center team and to help these girls who need the hope and healing of God.
At the Dream Center, I have learned how much God loves my children and me and that I'm worth more than my situation. I am healing from the inside out, learning forgiveness and replacing lies with the truth of God's word.
My mom then became more like a friend than a parent. We began partying together, and it wasn't long until we were doing drugs like weed and meth together. By age 15, I got kicked out of school for having drugs and chose to finish out in home school. By 17, mom and I were evicted from our apartment, and I was forced to go live with my father.
The emotional and mental wounds that human trafficking survivors experience can be disorienting and crippling and take years to confront. But even still, God began to restore her hope that all was not lost.
From shooting up meth just a few months before to now being here and pregnant with this baby, I began to realize God had His hand over me and my daughter's life before I even knew Him. God loved me before I knew Him. So I knew that I couldn't have an abortion. His plan was already proving to be much better than mine had been.
While I'm not perfect, being delivered from an abusive relationship has opened doors for God to heal me and continue His work in me. During an assignment, we were asked to find and write down a scripture we were standing on. I came across Psalm 34:18, which states: "The LORD is near to the brokenhearted, and saves the crushed in spirit." Crushed is exactly what I felt but could not put in words.