" And Jesus answered and said to them, "Truly I say to you, if you have faith and do not doubt, you will not only do what was done to the fig tree, but even if you say to this mountain, 'Be taken up and cast into the sea,' it will happen. "

Matthew 21:21

Olivia's Story

    Hi, my name is Olivia Meadows. I am 26 years old and grew up in Roscommon, MI. I was raised with divorced parents, but knew that I had a loving family that provided countless opportunities. However, I felt stuck between sides and that I had to choose between parents. Because of this I started putting excess time into numerous activities to avoid having to pick between parents and this began to instill a belief that hard work and achievements could fill me with joy. Starting in 7th & 8th grade, I started practicing with varsity teams and spent countless hours in the gym before and after practice and in and out of season with my coaches. With older friends I met through sports, drinking easily became another thing that I used to distract myself. In 2011, I moved to Ann arbor to attend U of M for Art & Design. Taking 18 credits a semester and working multiple jobs it was difficult to find activities that I found comfort in and people that I connected well with. Working in the bars and restaurants and being a college student, it seemed normal to have alcohol a part of almost every day. The following year I was raped– I was embarrassed and scared that I would be told that I was due to the amount I was drinking, so I never told anyone, but rather continued suppressing all my problems. My roommate that year was in an abusive relationship. He was continually breaking into our house, so I moved in with friends on the men’s rugby team– a place I would be safe, but further promoted partying and I began trading drinking for “party drugs.” My senior year I met my boyfriend through a friend at work and after graduating we moved to Detroit. We both had great jobs, a brand new house and car, decent savings, etc. On the outside it was great, but inside I was unfulfilled, lonesome and had no purpose. My boyfriend was also a producer and our house quickly became the after spot to come record and party. The music tech start up we started also began to get traction and soon artists and followers of the Hip Hop scene were continually at our house as well. About 2 years later my boyfriend ended up sick; we spent 8+ months between Detroit and Ann Arbor visiting doctors with no answers. It got to the point where he couldn’t walk and was continually in and out of the hospital. The last doctor we saw gave us no hope, in the end telling us it would take awhile to figure it out, if at all, and that he needed opioids for pain until they could continue the tests. He said he couldn’t write the script and that we should get what we could find on the street. After this, everything came crashing down…my boyfriend gave up on doctors and I couldn’t stand to see him in so much pain.

I began supporting the habit, taking on extra jobs to try to make up the money and eventually started taking opioids daily myself to get through the day. All our “friends” that were eating, sleeping and partying at our place quickly dipped out once we weren’t providing drugs and a away to meet artists. Our house was broken into, one of our cars stolen, friends died from overdose…the list goes on. We were completely lost and alone, but God had a plan. Once I started missing work my parents knew something was wrong and with the help of Ben Lowe I ended up at the Lion’s Den on August 9th. Despite all the hardships I had to face, I am thankful because it opened my heart to the Lord, no longer relying on myself and the belief that hard work, accomplishments and worldly things could bring me joy. I now have a personal relationship with God, identity and a purpose in life. Christ provides me with the peace and joy I have been searching for my entire life. He says, “Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.” John 14:27. I know there are still many obstacles ahead, but He
will never leave me and the testing of my faith produces endurance (James 1:4).  

Brittany's Testimonial

" The people that have been put in my life, in the mission, the Christ in them that loved me through, when I didn't love myself, loved me despite all the hurt I did, the pain; they worked with me, they never gave up on me, and I will always be grateful for that. "

Scott's Story

      My name is Scott Powers, I’m 39 years old and I grew up in Detroit, MI. At an early age, I started experimenting with drugs and alcohol. After graduating high school, my drinking and drug use began growing into a full-blown addiction. I was forced to drop out of college when my grades dropped and my financial aid was cut off. I tried moving out of state to both Tennessee and Florida but my issues with alcohol, marijuana, and cocaine followed me everywhere I went. I lost my grandmother in 2003 and in a night of drinking and drug abuse I tried to kill myself. Upon waking up in the hospital, I knew my life had to change. I started trying different treatment centers, rehabs, and detox facilities but nothing seemed to offer more than a temporary solution to a life-long problem. Then, in 2005, I found an awesome church called Southpoint Community Christian and was baptized by my pastor with my mother in attendance. It was life changing, and the Lord began to bless me with all of the things I had always hoped for– a wife, children, a great job and a stable home to raise my children in and have a real family. I was in an auto accident and was very fortunate to not lose my life, but with the injuries I sustained I was put on pain medicine which became a horrible addiction to opiates that then led to heroin. I was able to enjoy some long periods of sobriety while raising my children, but always back to drugs with several relapses along the way. My wife at the time had finally had enough and on our eighth wedding anniversary she took the kids and left. I was devastated. My depression led to more medication that was only masking the problem of God missing in my life. I made another attempt at taking my own life by a drug overdose, and it was only by the Grace of God that I survived. After a brief stay in the hospital, a psych ward, and 28 days in a treatment center, I was given the phone number to The Lion’s Den. With the amazing staff, compassionate brothers and sisters, and the overwhelming amount of support from the community, it’s been easy to see the divine love of God working in this place and within myself.

    Over the past six months, I’ve developed a personal relationship with Christ and have even been so blessed to have restored communication with my nine-year old son, Alexander. I have no doubt that in God’s time and will all things will work out for His good to further His kingdom. My favorite verse reminds me of how the Lord sees us, even when we don’t see it for ourselves. “Therefore you shall be perfect, just as your Father in heaven is perfect.” Matthew 5:48

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