Frank
My name is Frank.
Finally, God has blinded my eyes to the neon lights of Reno. He also stands in the doorways of all the liquor stores, preventing my entrance to what has been my downfall. God is taking away my anger, and 
He’s giving me a heart of compassion.
My bitterness is slowly disappearing, and I’m becoming a new person in Christ. For so long I figured I’d have no future at all. I was too busy hating God and everyone around me. I spent my life in the casinos and in the bars.
I usually spent the holidays in a kind of fog, seldom remembering where I was or what I was doing. How different Christmases are now. I have a heart of thanks.
Who would have thought that this drinker and gambler would be teaching Sunday School? But that’s exactly what I’m doing. If that’s not a turnaround, I don’t know what is. I’m grateful to so many people that it would be difficult to mention them all: the staff, our teachers and my many new friends.
I also want to thank you who give your donations of money, goods and time. You are a big part of my healing. I often wonder why you give so much. It truly must be that God touches your heart. I’m grateful for your compassion.
God bless you.
