My name is Catherine. It’s a fact that we all come from imperfect families…and mine was among the most imperfect. I was sexually abused by my three brothers from the time I was a baby until I was 13. However, my mother, who was afflicted with severe mental problems, was in no condition to do much about it. In fact, instead of commiserating with me, she would strip me naked in the kitchen, beat me and lock me up for days without food. No compassion; no apologies. But God made me into a warrior. By His mercy, He delivered me and set me free. I remember the day when I heard Jesus say to me, “My little lamb. How I have loved you.” That’s when I knew I had a purpose here on earth.
Yes, I’m at Faith Mission. But it’s only part of my journey of love. Without God’s mercy I’d be lifeless. Over the years He has given me strength beyond my own abilities. I used to break down heavy machinery. One sanitation project was over a block long—and I’d do as many as three jobs in one night. However, after a serious industrial injury, my body began to deteriorate. Worker’s comp didn’t cover all of my medical expenses, and I became homeless. And that’s why I’m at Faith Mission.
This is a wonderful place. I’m so grateful to the members of the staff for their love and encouragement. If God were to walk these halls, He would be amazed at the love in the hearts of so many. Thank you for our donations that provide me with food, clothing and shelter. I might be homeless, but I know there will always be a rainbow at the end of the storm.