<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044674151691615986</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:05:53.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Homelessness and Addiction to College</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creatednhisimage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044674151691615986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creatednhisimage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CreatedNHisImage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826117107707788714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XTsp1C9MrUc/TPHkGUuCKGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/xAvArA3mw3U/S220/cheriteeth.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044674151691615986.post-4700660519020651901</id><published>2010-11-27T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:20:44.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I would like to share a story to show how good and faithful our God really is. &amp;nbsp;This is my story. &amp;nbsp;From 2005 to 2007 I was homeless, a crack addict, being severely abused, and in and out of shelters. &amp;nbsp;The concrete was my bed and the sky was my cover for so many years. &amp;nbsp;I was assaulted with a knife, held up at gun point, and watched my best friend get raped and their was nothing I could do about it. &amp;nbsp;I smoked weed since I was 11 also. &amp;nbsp;As a homeless person I was spit on, looked down on, and talked about like I was trash. &amp;nbsp;I spent many hours in some kind of line, the soup kitchen line, the clothing line, the food line, and the shelter line. &amp;nbsp;A lot of people think that we want to be out there and seeing as how there are people who want to live that lifestyle, I was not one of them. &amp;nbsp;I spent most of my nights crying out to God to save me from this life or take me from this life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; One night I was staying in a hotel and was high on crack most of the time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;On March 17, 2007 I was sitting on my bed with a knife in one hand and a crack pipe in the other and my plans were to smoke all the crack I had and kill myself. &amp;nbsp;I felt worthless like no one could love me not even God himself. &amp;nbsp;God intervened that night and set me free from my addiction of crack instantly. &amp;nbsp;My addiction to weed was not so quickly gone. &amp;nbsp;It took about another month to get over that but I did. &amp;nbsp;About 6 months later I met this church group and two people in particular were Paul and Hance. &amp;nbsp;They were the ministry leaders. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They kept coming by and ministering both physical food and spiritual food. &amp;nbsp;One day about a month afterwards we were expecting a large storm and Paul came by to see where we were going to stay during the storm(hurricane). &amp;nbsp;We said right here in the streets. &amp;nbsp;He said no your going to my house for the weekend. &amp;nbsp;That was the first weekend of transformation. &amp;nbsp;One weekend turned into a week and then one day Paul said God told me to move you in and help you get on your feet. &amp;nbsp;It was my fiannce and I at the time. &amp;nbsp;So we moved in with Paul and shortly after that my fiancee was offered a job by a guy at our church. &amp;nbsp;About 3 months later, we got married and we moved into our own place, a small 30 ft trailer. &amp;nbsp;God kept us there a year and then moved us into a 3 bedroom 2 bath larger trailer on 1 acre of land with an awesome landlord. &amp;nbsp;We moved in for nothing and did not have to pay rent till the next month for cleaning up the place. &amp;nbsp;See God at work there?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; In July of 2009, I started my freshman year at college and I am going for my bachelors in psychology with an emphasis on substance abuse. &amp;nbsp;God has done so much and given me so much that I want to be his servant and give back much more to those that need it. &amp;nbsp;If you think your situation is hopeless, trust in God with all you have, and He will transform your life to a wonderful and precious thing. &amp;nbsp;With his help you can do it. &amp;nbsp;March 14, 2011 I will be celebrating my fourth year clean from drugs and my 3rd year of not being homeless. &amp;nbsp;I will also be starting my sophmore year in college. &amp;nbsp;Last month I received the President's Lists Honors for getting and keeping a 3.97 GPA. &amp;nbsp;Right now I have a 3.7 GPA and I am in the Honors Program. &amp;nbsp;Next term I will be a student mentor for new students. &amp;nbsp;I never seen this in my eyes, but when you look through the eyes of God, oh the beauty and the awesomeness you can see. &amp;nbsp;I love the Lord with all my heart and soul. &amp;nbsp;I also have a heart for the homeless and the drug addicts and the abused. &amp;nbsp;I want to do whatever I can to help alleviate this problem in our country. &amp;nbsp;We need to stand together as communities and help those who need it. &amp;nbsp;Reach out to someone today and when you get a smile in return, know that you have been blessed. &amp;nbsp; Another thing God has done for me is to keep my intellectual ability in tact even through all the drugs I have used in my life. &amp;nbsp;When professors write that it was a pleasure to have a student of my caliber in their class, it makes me know that without God, I could not have done any of it. &amp;nbsp;God is the God of impossible! &amp;nbsp;Give Him your impossible and watch him turn it into a possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With much love from Jesus, Cheri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044674151691615986-4700660519020651901?l=creatednhisimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creatednhisimage.blogspot.com/feeds/4700660519020651901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://creatednhisimage.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044674151691615986/posts/default/4700660519020651901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044674151691615986/posts/default/4700660519020651901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creatednhisimage.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>CreatedNHisImage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826117107707788714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XTsp1C9MrUc/TPHkGUuCKGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/xAvArA3mw3U/S220/cheriteeth.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
