Hi, my name is Rabecca. I am a Spirit filled believer and a daughter of the Most High King.
I was molested when I was 4 years old by a family friend. When I was 6 years old, I was almost kidnapped by one of my stepfathers. At age 11 my mother passed away and I was orphaned. I had a grandmother that was not interested in raising a child with behavioral problems.

My stepfather beat me regularly until finally I left at age 15 shortly thereafter I got pregnant. Knowing I wasn’t equipped to care for a child, I gave up my first born child, my son, for adoption.

I believed life was just going to be hard, and these were the cards I had been dealt. In my anger and rebellion, I looked for “bad boy” relationships, soon after I learned these relationships were not fun. I was taken out of the state to Tennessee when I was 17, by a 42 year old man who tried to mold me into the perfect slave. By the grace of God I was able to escape.

Soon after, I went to Arizona and found protection deep in the Dirty Dozen Bike Club. I watched their children while they got rid of body parts. This was all due to their dealing in major crystal meth-amphetamine drug distribution.

When I heard they put blood in the meth as a sacrifice to Satan, I had to leave.
I spent time in bars and clubs and saw how easy it was to convince men to let go of their cars and money. Little did I know, part of me was fading. I went to the streets for drugs and prostitution. However, each car I got in God helped me out of.

I lived in the woods for five years because I had lost all hope in people including myself. This sense of hopelessness brought me quickly to overdosing three times in my out of control heroin addiction, because I just did not care. But Jesus still brought me back every time.

I went on to acquire 4 CPS cases and 4 felonies. I spent time in the state jail, TDC, and the federal penitentiary. I was looking at serious prison time after my 3rd felony prostitution charge. So, I decided to try what I perceived to be a real relationship.

After being lied to, cheated on, stolen from and verbally and physically assaulted, the only good thing to come out of the relationship was my 2 ½ year old daughter. I was beaten, drugged and bruised all over. I could barely stand and was on the brink of death. Once again I was feeling alone, abandoned, and broken. My baby daddy said his God was not my God. My God told me once again it was time to go. Soon after, God sent two of His soldiers to usher me swiftly off to Restored Hope Ministries. I want to thank some friends, real friends I met long ago, Rex & Steve for taking the time to care.

At Restored Hope Ministries I was welcomed by Pastors Sam & Sherry Pollinzi with hugs and an unconditional love I hadn’t felt in a very long time. They gave me a beautiful purple room in which I live. They take care of all my needs; church, medical care, dental care, court and even CPS appointments. Even though they are a non-profit organization run completely on donations and contributions they provide shampoo, clothes, shoes, books and food. All they ask in return is that I keep my room clean and stay focused on the program.

Living in a house full of women, I am surely learning coping skills. But mostly, I am successfully building the strong foundation that God has intended for my life. And, glory to God, Jehovah Raffa, His presence is strong in this home.

There is undeniable healing at Restored Hope Ministries. God is restoring my mind, my health and my relationships as we hear daily Bible stories and studies. I am growing stronger in my faith in God and humanity. When I wake up every morning I am excited about what God has to teach me today.

This time last year, I was struggling to be a mom. I was working too hard and doing drugs in my spare time. Now my days are happily spent learning what Jesus is about and who my Father really is. So, I’ve traded mixed drinks for carrot juice. And, if anyone would have told me a year ago that my new hobby would be trying to learn Hebrew, I might have laughed.

I now know the scripture that is Philippians 4:13, I can do all things through Christ Jesus who strengthens me; praise God my belief in this is possible in great part due to the two people that God asked to step out in faith, and they did, Pastors Sam and Sherry Pollinzi. They saw a need and filled it. This reflects the Ministry of restored Hope!

The scripture that is Isaiah 41:3, The Lord sustains him on his sickbed. In his illness you restore him to full health.

Thank you for creating Restored Hope Ministries for me and every other lost little girl who needs help finding her way home.

I would encourage you as God lays it on your heart to reach out and give whether it is monetary or volunteer services to help set free another young lady like me.

Thank you for the honor of letting me share.