Remember His Faithfulness. Rejoice Always.

My two Bible verses for my Great Divide Mountain Bike Ride are Joshua 4:24 and Philippians 4:2. Why these two?

When I rode across the country on the TransAm route in 2021, my verse was Romans 15:13:

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”

It is still one of my all-time favorite verses—one I could spend hours and days meditating on. It is so rich and satisfying.

For this ride, Philippians 4:2 was already the leading candidate. But when I arrived back in the United States and stayed at a lodge in Eureka, I saw Joshua 4:24 embedded in their signage. When I read it, I knew immediately that I needed to include it too:

“So that all the peoples of the earth might know that the hand of the Lord is mighty, that you may fear the Lord your God forever.”

Consider what God was instructing Joshua to do. He told him to create a memorial so that future generations would remember what God had done—His miracles, His power and His faithfulness.

That speaks deeply to me on this journey.

So far on this trip, I have experienced God’s presence and faithfulness in countless ways. Joshua 4 reminds me to remember. Remember what God has done. Remember His faithfulness. Remember that His hand is mighty.

Then there is Philippians 4:2, which challenges me in a completely different way. Paul says:

“Rejoice in the Lord always. Again, I will say, rejoice!”

As if the word ALWAYS isn’t enough, Paul says, AGAIN I say rejoice.

This is an imperative command. It doesn’t come with an exception clause based on my circumstances.

When I am uncomfortable, I rejoice.
When I am struggling, I rejoice.
When the ride is difficult, I rejoice.

Period.

Paul doesn’t allow feelings, emotions or circumstances to determine whether we are going to rejoice in the Lord. Our joy isn’t dependent on whether things are going well. It is rooted in who God is.

That sounds simple, but it is oh so profound—and incredibly challenging, especially for me on this ride.

But that is for another post.

For now, I encourage you to read and meditate on these verses for a while. Ask God to show you what He wants you to remember, where He is calling you to rejoice, and how He is asking you to trust Him in the circumstances you’re facing today.

Remember. Rejoice. Press on.

Grow strong and stand firm.

Blessings,

Scott

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When I Get Tired, I Can Stop

I’m tired.

That probably doesn’t surprise you if you’ve been following my posts as I ride the rigorous Great Divide Mountain Bike Trail from Jasper, Alberta, Canada, to Mexico. At ages 69 and 70, the miles, climbs, weather and pace we’ve chosen have a way of reminding us that we’re not getting any younger!

But there’s another kind of tired that weighs on me much more.

I’m tired of the relentless reports of youth gun violence.

It is unacceptable.

According to the CDC, firearm injuries were the leading cause of death among children and teens ages 1–19 in the United States.

And this issue isn’t just something I read about from a distance.

It’s personal.

Recently, we lost a 14-year-old young man who had begun participating in Lord’s Gym Ministries’ new boxing program. We didn’t have much time with him, but his loss has stayed with me. It reminds me why this work matters so much—and why we have to keep showing up.

I think about him as I ride.

And I think about the countless young people growing up in circumstances no child should.

As I’ve traveled the Great Divide, I’ve had conversations with people from many different communities. In the more rural areas, people understand that youth gun violence is a serious problem. But many simply don’t experience it in the same way we do in metropolitan communities.

The conversations are usually brief.

But they’ve made me think.

When I get tired while riding, I can stop.

I can get off my bike. I can rest. I can eat something, drink some water and recover before getting back on the trail.

But when I get tired of hearing about another child being shot, another family grieving, another young life changed forever, I can’t simply stop.

I have to bear down.

I have to keep going.

I have to get more people involved. More people talking. More people praying. More people willing to invest in the lives of young people before violence becomes their story.

We can—and must—do better.

In my 25 years with Lord’s Gym Ministries, I’ve learned that meaningful change begins with meaningful relationships.

That’s what we work to build every day in Cincinnati.

Through our staff, coaches, mentors and volunteers, we create safe places where young people can be known, encouraged, challenged and loved. Through athletics, mentoring, education and other activities, we have opportunities to build relationships and speak life into young people.

No one gets turned away.

We know that a boxing program alone won’t solve youth violence. Neither will a basketball league, a tutoring program or a safe place to gather.

But relationships matter.

Showing up matters.

Knowing a young person’s name matters.

Helping them understand that they are loved, valued and created for a purpose matters.

And sometimes, that relationship may be the difference between a young person feeling forgotten and knowing that someone believes in them.

This work is too important to do alone.

I need your help.

Please share this post with someone who needs to hear this message. Pray for the young people and families impacted by violence.

I may be tired from the trail.

But I’m not ready to stop.

Our kids are worth the effort.

Press on. Grow strong. Stand firm.

Scott

We Will Keep Showing Up: A Faithful Presence in a Time of Grief

Dear Friends of Lord’s Gym,

This past week, our hearts have been especially heavy.

One of the young men who had recently begun participating in our new boxing program tragically lost his life to gun violence. Several years ago, he attended our afterschool program. Although our time with him was brief, his life mattered deeply.

We grieve with his family, his friends, and our entire Price Hill community.

Moments like this remind us that behind every statistic is a son, a friend, a neighbor—a life created in the image of God, filled with God-given value and purpose.

As I serve as Interim Executive Director, I have been reminded in a very personal way why this ministry exists.

We are not here simply to run programs or keep a building open.

We are here to show up.

We are here because young people in our community face challenges no child or teenager should have to face alone.

Every day we open our doors to offer far more than athletics. We seek to provide caring mentors, authentic relationships, a safe place to belong, and the life-changing hope found in Jesus Christ.

We cannot undo this heartbreaking loss.

But we can continue to show up for the next young person who walks through our doors looking for hope, encouragement, direction, or simply someone who believes in them.

That is what faithful presence looks like.

It looks like opening the doors again tomorrow.

It looks like a coach who learns a young person’s name.

It looks like a mentor who listens.

It looks like a safe place to belong.

It looks like telling a young person, through our words and our actions, “Your life matters. You matter.”

Danny Gómez
Interim Executive Director
Lord’s Gym Ministries

A Coach Who Kept Showing Up

Some people leave an impression because of what they accomplish. Others leave an impression simply because of who they are.

Coach Brody was one of those people.

Through his family’s church, Revive City Church, Brody volunteered with Lord’s Gym Ministries as a SAY Soccer coach for two seasons. What makes his service especially meaningful is that he continued coaching while undergoing cancer treatment.

He kept showing up.

Even on days when he wasn’t feeling his best, Brody chose to be there for his team. He chose to encourage kids. He chose to invest in the neighborhood. And he continually reminded his players of something much bigger than soccer: God is there, and God cares.

“Coach Brody was a picture of faithfulness, love and encouragement. It did not matter how he felt. He was there and he cared, always reminding his team that God is there and He cares. He will be well remembered and sorely missed,” said Tom Lipsey, Lord’s Gym Ministries’ Director of Ministry Partner Development.

That kind of faithfulness leaves a mark.

For the children Brody coached, he was more than a soccer coach. He was a caring adult who showed them what it looks like to keep going, to care for others, and to trust God in difficult circumstances.

“Brody Boone left an indelible mark on our athletics ministry. Watching him walk through such a difficult trial while continuing to put others and his community first reminded me of Jesus and how God calls us to live, said Chris McNutt, Youth Athletics Manager at Lord’s Gym. “Brody embodied strength through sacrifice. I’m incredibly grateful for the two soccer seasons he and his dad, Ed, gave to coaching the kids. We will never forget him.”

Brody recently passed away after his battle with cancer. While we grieve his loss, we also give thanks for the blessing he was to our program and to the children in our neighborhood.

 

He’s Just 14. And He’s One of Ours.

Why We Keep Showing Up

There are moments when the mission of Lord’s Gym becomes painfully clear.

This is one of them.

A Price Hill teen was shot just hours after his second youth boxing practice of the year at Lord’s Gym. 

He’s just 14.

He came to Lord’s Gym to box—to learn, to grow, to build discipline and to be part of a team.

Hours later, his life was changed by gun violence.

Click here to read the full WLWT5 story.

Every day, young people in the neighborhoods we serve are navigating circumstances no child should have to face.

Violence. Instability. Poverty. Trauma. Difficult choices.

We cannot change every circumstance a young person faces.

But we can show up.

We can provide a safe place.

We can give a young person a coach who knows their name. A caring adult who listens. A team they can belong to. A place where they can learn discipline, discover their strengths and begin to imagine a different future.

Every practice matters.
Every relationship matters.
Every young person matters.

That is why Lord’s Gym reinstated our youth boxing program.

And it is why we will not stop because of what happened.

As Henri Lo, LGM Teens Chaplain, said:

“We’re not going to stop. We’re going to keep growing the program, and we’re going to keep providing a safe place. We’re hopeful, and we’re praying he’s going to make a strong recovery. And then, you know, God willing, maybe he can even come back someday.”

There is something powerful in those words.

We are not naïve about the challenges facing the young people we serve. We know a boxing program cannot solve gun violence by itself.

But we also know that relationships matter. Presence matters. Safe places matter. Hope matters.

And we believe God has called Lord’s Gym to keep showing up.

A Community Needs More Than Headlines

When a young person is shot, the story can quickly become another headline.

At Lord’s Gym, we see a young person.

A child with a name.

A teammate.

A grandson.

A member of our boxing family.

And someone whose future is still worth fighting for.

That is why our response cannot simply be to grieve what happened. We must continue investing in the young people who are still here.

We must keep opening the doors.

Keep running the programs.

Keep building relationships.

Keep providing safe places.

Keep pointing young people toward hope.

We’re not going to stop.

Why Scott Is Riding

This is also at the heart of Scott Bowers’ Great Divide Ride.

Scott is taking on a 3,300-mile journey along the Continental Divide to raise awareness about youth violence and shine a light on the young people and communities impacted by it.

But the ride is about more than the miles.

It is about helping people understand why this work matters.

It is about bringing greater awareness to the challenges young people face and inviting others to stand alongside Lord’s Gym.

And it is about raising support so we can continue creating safe places, building relationships and giving young people opportunities to grow stronger in the Lord.

You Can Show Up Too

The need is urgent.

And the opportunity to make a difference is right in front of us.

If you believe every young person deserves a safe place, a caring adult, a positive community and an opportunity to discover hope and purpose, consider investing in the mission of Lord’s Gym Ministries. Click on the red donate button above. Under “Apply My Donation” choose where you’d like to give, like Scott’s Great Divide Ride, etc. Thank you.

Your support helps make programs like youth boxing possible and allows us to continue showing up for young people and families in neighborhoods like Price Hill.

Every practice matters.
Every relationship matters.
Every young person matters.

Please pray for this young man, his family, his teammates and his coaches.

And please pray for the young people across our communities who are facing violence and difficult circumstances every day.

We will keep showing up.

Transforming lives for the glory of God.

Gratitude on the Great Divide

A Time in the Desert

 

This blog post finds me in Bigfork, Montana, at Wayfare State Park—and, most importantly, riding strong. A BIG thank you to all for your prayers, concern, and comments. Some pain is present, but it is very manageable with Extra Strength Tylenol. The bottom line is, I am on the mend and riding strong. That is a praise to the Lord!

I expect that we will arrive in Helena around Monday and then make our way into Wyoming by the middle of next week. We are budgeting 40 to 50 miles a day at a seven- to eight-mph pace, which makes for a long day in the saddle.

One of the unexpected joys of riding the Great Divide is meeting so many people along the way. Riders come from all over the world, and you never know who you’ll meet. I just said goodbye to Larrs, who is heading out. I trust our paths will cross again.

And one person actually asked, “Are you the same Scott with the cracked ribs?” Go figure!

Gratitude

My emphasis for this blog is gratitude.

I am grateful to God for the opportunity to wrap up 25 years of ministry with Lord’s Gym with this ride on the Great Divide—and to be able to share the experience with you.

I am also grateful for Betsy and my sons and their willingness to support me through this venture and this time away.

In some ways, I see this ride as my time in the desert—alone with God, listening for His voice and seeking to experience Him in a deeper way. At age 69, my prayer comes from the Psalms:

“Teach me to number my days, O Lord,”
and
“Establish the work of my hands.”

Each day, as I ride and take in the stunning beauty of what God has created, I seek to hear His voice through His Word and rest in His daily grace and faithfulness.

And, in spite of my circumstances, it has already been a joy to tell people why I am riding, share what Lord’s Gym is about, and invite them to give some thought to getting involved.

Thank you for taking the time to check in on me, follow the journey, and pray. I pray God’s blessing on you.

You can follow me on Facebook for other brief updates along the way.

Press on. Grow strong. Stand firm.

— Scott

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An Unexpected Blessing

This Latest Update From Scott Will Wow You!

 

God is so good.

Just one day after writing my last blog post—sharing about my injury, the unexpected change in plans, and my decision not to quit—the Lord reminded me once again that His plans are always better than ours.

When I left Jasper with cracked ribs and a revised route, I wasn’t sure what the next chapter would look like. My prayer was simple: “Lord, I’ll keep showing up each day. You lead the way.”

And He did.

I’m happy to share that I’ve made it to Montana ahead of Ken and, by God’s grace, my ribs are healing well. Even better, we’ve reconnected and plan to meet tomorrow, Aug. 8, to resume our Great Divide ride together.

Only God could write a story like that.

It reminds me that we are never alone. The Lord doesn’t always remove the obstacles in front of us, but He faithfully walks with us through them. Sometimes He changes our plans so we can experience His provision in ways we never would have otherwise.

Proverbs 3:5-6 tells us:

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.”

That doesn’t mean the path is always easy. It does mean we can trust the One who is leading us.

This journey has never been about proving I can ride a bicycle across mountains. It’s about using this adventure to bring attention to the heartbreaking reality of youth gun violence and to help support the life-changing work happening every day through Lord’s Gym Ministries.

Every mile I ride represents young people who deserve a future filled with hope instead of fear. It represents the caring adults at Lord’s Gym Ministries who faithfully show up every day to build relationships, share the love of Christ, and help transform lives before violence becomes someone’s story.

That’s why I keep riding.

This journey has reminded me of something we teach every day at Lord’s Gym Ministries.

Life doesn’t always go according to plan. There are setbacks, disappointments, and moments when quitting seems like the easiest option. But perseverance isn’t something we’re simply born with—it’s something that is developed through faith, encouragement, and people who refuse to give up on us.

That’s exactly what we want every young person we serve to experience.

The resilience God is building in me through this ride is the same resilience we pray He builds in the lives of the youth we serve every day. We want them to know that one mistake doesn’t define them, one hardship doesn’t determine their future, and that with Christ—and caring people walking alongside them—there is always hope.

Every mile of this journey points back to that mission.

Thank you for your prayers, encouragement, and support. I have felt them every mile of this journey. Please continue praying for safety, wisdom, healing, and opportunities to share the hope we have in Christ.

If this story has encouraged your faith, would you consider helping write the next chapter for a young person?

Your gift isn’t simply supporting a bicycle ride. It’s helping Lord’s Gym Ministries place caring Christian adults in the lives of young people who desperately need hope. It’s helping create safe places, build life-changing relationships, share the Gospel, and work to stop youth gun violence before another life is forever changed.

Together, we can transform lives—one relationship, one family, and one neighborhood at a time.

To give, visit LordsGymMinistries.org, click the red Donate button, and select “Scott’s Great Divide Ride” under Apply My Donation.

Thank you for riding this journey with me.

Press on. Stand Firm. Grow Strong.

Scott

When the Journey Doesn’t Go as Planned

Sometimes the greatest lessons are found in the detours.

This blog post will make more sense if you have been following my social media posts since departing Cincinnati on Sunday, July 19, with Ken Lunken—a fellow rider and friend from the Cincinnati Cycle Club. It’s Aug. 6 as I write. It is my official zero day (day off from riding).

Since then, I trust from my posts and images that you have seen I’ve been blessed with an amazing and wonderful multifaceted travel experience of driving, cycling, train rides, taxi rides, and much more cycling while crossing the Continental Divide in Alberta and British Columbia, Canada.

I re-entered the United States yesterday at Roosville, Montana, and am now catching up on some rest, cleaning, bike maintenance, administration, and…you get the idea.

There is more to this exciting story, however, that adds to the drama besides riding through ice fields, big climbs and descents, a young bear popping up along the road (about 50 feet away), smoke, and avoiding fires. I am embarrassed to say that I took a tumble about one hour into riding the trail and cracked some ribs—at least three.

Succinctly, I am fine! But I am sore as I negotiate the healing process.

What happened? The trail narrowed along an incline, and in trying to negotiate the path, I let my front tire get too close to the edge. It dug into the soil, the bike stopped, and the bike and I rolled left as I landed on my left side. (Bummer that I could not keep my inertia leaning toward the trail.) I gained my composure, stood up, and got my bike back on the trail. While lifting my bike, I felt the pain. Because of my new pace and limitations, it would take us a couple more hours to complete the segment and then ride 35 miles on the road to the next town. By the time we got to the highway, I knew I could not continue riding in such a remote setting.

Fortunately, there was a Jasper National campground nearby, and we stayed there. What to do? What to do? No bruises, punctures, blood, or swelling—just pain and discomfort. I would only slow Ken down and put myself at unnecessary risk if I continued as planned! Ken felt bad, but he needed to continue the next morning as I evaluated my limited options.

In my first aid kit was ibuprofen, so that helped a lot. In the morning, I moved slowly and intentionally. We said goodbye, and I set off to ride the 14 miles back to Jasper to better research my options and call Betsy. I needed information. Quitting was not an option—at least not today.

Immediately, I thought of that athlete who trains and prepares over time for one big event only to fall short because of injury or circumstances. How can this still work? I asked myself.

Surprisingly, it did not hurt to pedal or ride my bike the 14 miles on the road back to Jasper. The fires had halted all train movements in and out of Jasper. It would be Wednesday or Saturday before the train would leave for Vancouver, a 24-hour ride, where I could either get to an airport or change plans to ride the Pacific Trail south to other options.

Visiting the local bike shop, I asked what other options would take me south along the Divide and back toward the border. They recommended the infamous Icefields Parkway along Route 93. I also spent the rest of the day meeting with rangers at the information and visitors center to better understand the route and the availability of camping facilities. Road riding on Routes 93 and 95, with their wide shoulders, seemed to make sense.

I pedaled with a tailwind back to camp and discussed it with the staff. The next morning, there were more camping details to research using Google Maps, and I needed Wi-Fi at the train station to map out my route and check in again with Betsy. The pain was increasing, so I checked into Jasper Hostel and made it a point to go to the hospital to see exactly what the situation on my left side was.

Fortunately, I had taken out a travel insurance policy. Suffice it to say, my experience with the Canadian health system went as well as it could have. Even my ER visit was only a few hours. The staff was great. It turns out I cracked at least three ribs under my left scapula and possibly one lower, midway down my side. I was managing the discomfort with extra-strength Tylenol. She added naproxen to the equation and told me to be mindful of shortness of breath and facial swelling if they occurred.

Her findings all lined up with how I was feeling and the discomfort I was experiencing. The trains still weren’t running, and I was managing. Research done, my options—to attempt a road ride along the Continental Divide through the Icefields Parkway, continue waiting, or quit—became clear to me.

I was in one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. The road ride was doable. Would I give God a chance to show up? Yes!

I gave you way more health details than perhaps you cared to know, but it’s part of this story. The circumstances are unfortunate. The best plans and training are made, but things don’t always go our way. It can be hard.

Our culture at Lord’s Gym Ministries is taken from Tim Kite’s R-Factor model. Tim helped me set it up. Basically, one has to know their objective, or vision, considering the organization. After that, you only have two things to consider, of which only one you can control.

One of those things is “events” or circumstances. We can’t control those things. The other, which we can control, is our response. A knee-jerk reaction is to quit because it’s easy or convenient. A more disciplined and inconvenient response is to press pause, gain mental clarity, and then take measured action steps. Maybe the plans must change.

For me, proving that I can ride long distances is not my goal. I have done that. For me, I want to harness the power of an adventure to bring attention to and raise funds to impact youth gun violence. Kids are shooting at each other and hurting others through such reckless and thoughtless behavior.

This incident gives me not only one more reason to mention it, but it also reminded me why I am attempting the ride. We can do better.

The team back home at Lord’s Gym Ministries of Greater Cincinnati (Danny, Chris, Henri, Sara, Lynn, Valerie, Tom, Melissa, Vicky, Erica, and AMAZING volunteers) is on the front lines building meaningful relationships that God will use to make a difference in people’s lives. I have seen firsthand when God has used a staff member to intervene in a gun-related incident that did NOT make the evening news. I want to support that and help my team get the resources they need. It’s simple, really.

Tim Kite would say, E + R = O. Translated—Events plus Response equals Objective. My response is not to quit today but to press on toward the objective. Ribs will heal. I can always quit tomorrow.

Lastly, I wanted to wait until now to share and explain my “Event/Circumstances.” From my social posts, you can see that I am managing my ride and finding tremendous joy in the experience. Many would have been concerned and worried about the rigors of the ride on me personally if I had shared this at the beginning.

My plans at present are to lessen the weight of my bike by shipping gear home from Eureka, continue south along the Great Divide, find roads where needed, and monitor my health. I feel better each day and can cough and sneeze pain-free. LOL.

I will not ride the GD solo, but perhaps I will meet other cyclists or cross paths with Ken. I am giving God the chance to show up each day and guide me accordingly. I plan to research other options in the event I decide to ride east instead, back toward Ohio. It’s all good, and I am very blessed.

Stay tuned. Please keep me in your prayers and help me bring attention to youth gun violence. Get involved in some way.

To give, click on the red Donate button above. Under “Apply My Donation,” select “Scott’s Great Divide Ride.” My goal is to reach $70,000.

Press on. Stand Firm. Grow Strong.

Scott

Shaped by Grace

From Chris, Youth Athletics Manager:

“For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son…” — Romans 8:29a
 
My experience at Lord’s Gym Ministries began through opportunities to serve others: cleaning the facility, serving food and coffee, and coaching youth football. At the time, my focus was on impacting others and helping people know the love of Christ. I also wanted to see the Price Hill neighborhood flourish. I gave little thought to how God would transform my own life through serving others.
 
Over the past five years, I have found myself failing at times to maintain the compassion of Christ toward the kids and families in our programs. I have wrestled with frustration toward those unwilling to welcome us into their leagues, maintaining barriers for kids who simply lack the opportunity to play sports in a safe, organized league. Some of my biggest failures have also come through a lack of patience and trust in the Lord — especially in moments when progress toward my vision for our athletics programs felt slow or nonexistent.
 
During these same five years, I also got married and started a family. Learning how to balance the responsibilities of family and vocation has been one of the greatest challenges of my life. My weaknesses in planning and prioritizing have been exposed in ways that can feel crushing and discouraging at times. Yet in the middle of these struggles, I find comfort in Romans 8:29. God reminds me that He is in the business of conforming His children into the image of His Son, Jesus Christ. When I meditate on that truth, I find strength to pick up my cross again, further depend on God’s grace, and embrace the challenges before me. 
 
I am thankful for the ways God has stretched and challenged me both personally and professionally during my time at Lord’s Gym Ministries. May we all be encouraged today that God is able use our present failures, struggles, and challenges to make us more like Jesus.
 
In His name, Amen.

A Ripple Effect of Faith

From Valerie, Community Liaison:

When I first started working at Lord’s Gym Ministries, I did so out of a pure love for God. I was drawn to the idea of working in a place where I could be open about my faith—a place where I could share my testimony and the struggles I’ve faced, showing others how I overcame them through Christ. I didn’t make it through those trials alone; it was God moving in my life, pulling me up out of the trenches.

Very quickly, it became clear that God had plans for my entire family to be touched by this ministry. My boys naturally gravitated toward the cycling group led by Scott Bowers. Christian began volunteering with Chris for the sports team, and later, Zacharia stepped up to help Chris and Henri whenever needed.

The impact on them has been incredible to watch. Today, Christian has transitioned into a career as a pharmacy technician and is truly thriving. Zach stays active with cycling, MMA training, and fitness. Even my daughter, Lydia, joins us for the after-school program; it’s been such a blessing for her to get out of the house and socialize in such a positive environment.

This ripple effect has reached every generation of my family. My oldest daughter, Trinity, and her son have visited the gym on many occasions, becoming a part of the community here. Trinity even brought the gym and her education together by having her classmates come in to cut hair for a holiday community event, using her skills to bless others.

Even Noé has been moved to serve. He has stepped up to mentor men from Guatemala, pushing them to stop drinking and sharing the Word of God with them. He encourages them to change their lives, offering to help them find work—but only if they commit to sobriety first. He even brought in bags of clothes for those in need.

This ministry has a unique way of pulling people in and moving them in ways they never expected. It started with my faith, but it has truly become a foundation for my whole family.