Articles in testimonies
“The love that I feel from the people around me in The Salvtion Army can only be from God. I can be completely honest with somebody and not be judged…I don’t have to pretend to be anybody: I can be me. That feeling inside is better than any drug, any drink, any pill I’ve ever taken.”
Back in December, the good folks at Hallmark chose The Salvation Army to benefit from their online campaign called “Countdown to Christmas.” A portion of the funds raised will help The Salvation Army White Shield Center in Portland, Oregon!
Mr. James Komatsu had two brushes with The Salvation Army in his life. His mother died during the Great Depression so he went to live in an Army childrens’ home for Japanese-American youth in San Francisco. After he retired he began to search for subsidized senior housing and found our Silvercrest Residence.
Ricky grew up in a family where there was love, but as a young gay man in the 80s he struggled with his identity. So he stole his parents’ credit cards to buy things he thought he needed to feel good. Find out the rest of Ricky’s amazing story about the healing power of Christ’s love and the outstretched hand of The Salvation Army.
The Salvation Army in Ogden is honoring the final wish of a former employee, Douglas Holladay. He wants to ring the bell and collect donations for the Red Kettle on behalf of The Salvation Army. “The Salvation Army was there for me when everyone else turned their back. They loved me until I learned to love myself.”
The Salvation Army’s Missing Persons Department helps reunite approximately 250 lost loved ones and estranged family members a year. In Tanya Sloan’s case, she was born at a Salvation Army maternity hospital and asked us for help connecting with her birth mother. She’d contacted her through the official channels already but her mother didn’t want any contact.
Sarah moved with her husband and son hoping that a new location might be the end of her old life. Unfortunately, her husband brought his controlling, abusive behavior with him. When she finally mustered the courage to speak up about his unloving treatment, he left her and took their son.
James made his living as a busker – a street musician – on the streets of London. Every day was a bit of a struggle to make ends meet. He usually played to crowds in Covent Garden that barely noticed him, only to come home to his small apartment, scrape together something for dinner and do it all again the next day.