When I first came to the Refuge I was counting the days until I would be back in my hometown and not on a farm in the boonies.  The days would just kind of drag along and I missed the days when I would stay up all night and sleep all day.  I would get lonely and desperate for male attention.  I wanted my life back.

But then when I got real with myself I realized that this thing I had called life wasn’t life it was hell.  I opened my eyes one day and I opened my ears to hear.  The Refuge became home and I no longer counted down the days, instead I soaked up every moment I have here and realized that I am truly blessed.  I am surrounded by truth and love everyday.  I’m content with the Lord.  Yes, I may pray for a husband! But I’m no longer a codependent mess.  Well, I am codependent but only on Jesus.  Now I am worried about the day when I will have to say goodbye to the Refuge.

I just know that I can’t go back to the way it used to be.  God has changed my heart and I don’t have to settle anymore.  Why would I go back to hell when I’m already on my way to heaven?

Written by:  a grateful Refuge guest, Brittany 12/2012