In Their Words

Always Changing

Who am I? A question asked so often you’d think it would be easy to answer by now, right? Well, it’s not. Here’s why:
One year ago, I was the person I never wanted to be. In all honesty, to consider myself a person would mean I had
morals and values, that I felt things like remorse, regret, or fear. It might also imply that I had goals and ambitions, a
meaning if you will.
But I did not. It was as if I was a drug-addicted robot who’s programmed only to understand how to obtain my needle and
crystallized energy. I overdosed five times on another substance and was still too blind to see the damage I was causing
to myself and those around me.
Today I am the person I never thought I could be. I feel love, hope and happiness. It’s amazing. And when I feel things
like sadness and hurt, and someone says it’ll be okay, I know their words are truth. It does not make me weak to cry and I
am stronger for not fighting. I finally see through all the lies of my past, and I’m here for anyone who might still be in that
fog. I’ll be your light.
As for a year from now or a time as close as tomorrow, I have no clue who I’ll be. I can only tell you I’ll be someone better.
So, who am I? Always changing.


This is my farewell tribute to the old me
I’m walking out of here so sure of who I won’t be
Those are simple rhymes
Because I can’t capture what I’ve learned
while doing my time
I would have pages for weeks
Complex concepts for geeks
I’ve got a similar style, but the rest is all new
I’ve got dreams, goals and a full life to pursue
I was stuck on the needle
An addiction that is lethal
That’s nothing you don’t know
Because my past fuels my flow
I’ll give you some information
I’m done with incarceration
Back to the basics
Baby steps ‘till I make it.

-BY, Albuquerque, New Mexico


2014 Christmas Care Kit Response


I am almost 17 years old. This is my 3rd time in JDC. I started coming in here at the age of 15. I have been to acute treatment and residential for substance abuse, SI, and self-harm. I might get out this week. This time I’ve been in here since Oct 27th, 2014.I am a junior in high school. I will be graduating 1 year early. I want to thank you for the Christmas gifts you sent us. We received them today. I really like the 30 Discipleship Exercises. I have been an altar server since I was 12 years old. Anyways, if it is not too much to ask.. can you pray for me? My 14 year old brother tried committing suicide a few days ago by taking a bunch of pills and smoking spice. Now he is brain dead on life support.

My family is waiting until I can hopefully go home this week on an ankle monitor to pull the plug on his life support. Thanks again for everything you sent us! I don’t know who the gentleman who signed the Christmas card is.. but please tell him I said thank you!

Much Love,


A Young Man in YDDC

I thought that I was fine. I thought I could do it alone. I pushed You to the side. And sat upon my own throne.

Everything was great at first. I had not a care in the world. But then I got put in YDDC; the Juvenile prison I now call home.

I’m here for a couple years. Yet I still thought I was fine. Until I thought about my life and felt the tears I started crying.

I blamed it on the judge. I blamed it on the police. But it was myself that put me in here. I was walking on my own feet.

Cuz not only was I against the law, but I was against You as well; stealing and drinking, thinking it was ok, So You put me in here Yourself, to help me change my ways.

You showed me there’s nothing for me down my road. But to follow You is surely the only way to go. So now I stop with all the dumb things. and go with You to find the best things.

Cuz as long as I’m with you, I know I’m saved. And maybe I can help other, –