A good friend of mine died this past February. Jeffery was in his twenties. An incredibly loving young man, Jeffery’s heart was golden. There was not a mean bone in his body. He came to Shepherd’s House Ministries from Seattle where he’d experienced horrid and traumatic abuse on the streets as a homeless teenager . . .
About a year ago a woman in our recovery community handed me a poem she had written. Simply titled Insane it is her haunted view of herself; what she sees when she looks in a mirror . . .
Adverse Childhood Experiences and Trauma Informed Care As news of the suicide of the band Linkin Park’s Chester Bennington begins to sink in, the familiar questions around these tragic events arises . . .
Last month a truck in our parking lot loaded with wood accidentally rolled over and pinned a man. It was literally crushing him to death. The homeless men in our community banded together and lifted the truck off while Bart, our house manager, pulled the badly . . .