My name is Alberta. I am a preacher's daughter. I was married for over 20 years and raised two children but that long in an abusive relationship chipped away at the solid foundation I had built. I ended up divorced and suffering from PTSD, but God made me for more. There is more to my story.
My name is Larry. I grew up in Muskegon Michigan, I was lucky because both of my parents were in the home. My father was a hardworking man and a good provider for his family. As a child my father taught me the value in being supportive of your family. As a young boy I wanted to be and act like my father. As a child me and my siblings didn’t want for anything, we were the ideal family. But there’s more to my story
My name is Deshawn. You ask where I grew up? A warm, comfortable, three story house in Muskegon. There are a variety of things I could name that made me homeless, but the main one would have to be that I was in denial and refused to listen to the people who wanted to help me. There's more to my story.
Devotional celebration was a night of transformation
October 2 was a very special night for some guests at Mel Trotter Ministries. With help from Third Reformed Church members, MTM’s Spiritual Life Focus Group hosted another devotional celebration this year, an event that closely resembled “prom” for men and women in one of our various programs.
Jack's Donor/Volunteer Story
Twenty years as a trial lawyer took a heavy toll on Jack Carpenter. “I was an alcoholic, I was a drug addict and I did a lot of womanizing,” he recalled. There's more to his story.
When I was 18 my foster parents kicked me out of the house and I became homeless. I lived on the streets of Wisconsin for the next seven years, where I began to indulge heavily in drug use. But there is more to my story.
If there’s one thing more frightening than being homeless, Marge learned, it’s being homeless and suffering from cancer. Marge had been living with her daughter Mandy until they lost their apartment and moved into a motel. But there is more to her story.
My name is Steve and I am an alcoholic, drug addict. I became homeless because of it, but there's more to my story.
My chiropractic practice was rated third in the state per population and making me a mid six-figure income. I had to have two of everything - two motor homes, two boats. But when I needed a titanium wrist replacement, I lost the use of my hands.
My name is Camille Sallie. I’m 29 years old, from Grand Rapids, Michigan. The reason I ended up at Mel Trotter was because of some really bad choices that I have made in my life. I was in a bad relationship with an ex, which was abusive. He was also into drugs and drinking every day. Soon I followed behind him. I was very depressed and stressed out, but there is more to my story.
Help Tim set out on his newly restored life. "My life is in God's hands."