Ashley

“The kids’ dad and I both had rough childhoods. My mom is on the streets, his is living sofa to sofa because of their drug use. Pray that we’ll find healing.
— Ashley



Rodney came out of his office, curious about the animated talk and laughter in the hall. The Women’s Shelter Manager, Becky, told him the story Ashley had just shared with her of how amazingly God had provided for her. After all of them rejoiced together again, Rodney asked Ashley to share her story with all of you.

Ashley pauses often as we talk to smile at and gently touch her 2-1/2 month old son as he grins winningly at her from his carrier. Ashley is 25 and has two other children, a girl aged 6, and a boy aged 3. She had been at the Rescue Mission since April and was just able to move into her own place last Friday. When she moved into the Mission seven months ago she was pregnant and devastated by the breakdown of her relationship with her children’s father. She had lost her house and a full-time job in the emotional aftermath. Living at the Mission was really hard at first, getting used to the schedule and the rules, but she says, “people were patient with me.” She found a community of mutual support with the other moms.

Early last week she was unable to stop fast enough when a car darted into traffic ahead of her. Though she and the baby weren’t hurt, the front end of her van was completely smashed in. While waiting for the police at the accident she got a call telling her she could move into the housing she had been waiting on. If – she could move in by that Friday. It was a panicked, overwhelming moment for her. She desperately wanted her and the kids to have their own home, but she didn’t know how she could accomplish a move without a vehicle. To get the wrecked van out of the street, she called a garage that had done work for her before.

A day later, Ashley got a call from the owner of the garage. He started his conversation in a curious manner, by asking her if she believed in a higher power who takes care of those who take care of others. She hesitantly said, “Well, yes.” And he said, “I know how you are always giving other people rides . . . and I have a van you can have.” And he didn’t mean just use. In half an hour he had the vehicle signed over to her, complete with auto-start and four studded winter tires, a wonderful miracle for this single mom. I ask her, “What can the people who read your story pray for you?” She answers softly but with conviction, “The kids’ dad and I both had rough childhoods. My mom is on the streets, his is living sofa to sofa because of their drug use. Pray that we’ll find healing. Pray that we’ll