Denver Rescue Mission Posts

The Myth

Eric at HF

Last week, the mornings at the Farm were much cooler. These are the days were coffee tastes better, sweatshirts and jeans feel more natural, and soups on the stove once again smell like heaven after a relatively soupless four months. The birds huddle closely to each other on the corral fences and the bees stay in their hives, warming themselves and their queen with their wings.  Another season is winding down, and we are here to witness its slow departure as we enter into fall. For me, there is no better time to be here on the Farm.

The inevitability of autumn also means that the annual Harvest Farm Fall Festival starts October 3rd. During this time, we will be getting the farm ready to welcome thousands of visitors, some of whom didn’t even know Harvest Farm existed until they came to the festival.

Every weekend in October, we’ll be changing our normal routines and playing host to families who come from all corners to join us and share in what we do.  Instead of our typical days working and tending to the farm and its needs, we’ll be helping kids and their parents through the corn maze, guiding them on tours of the Farm, feeding the animals in the petting zoo and cheering on pigs in the pig race. An odd assortment of activities, especially for a place that houses recovering addicts. But we’re used to it by now, believe me—we wouldn’t know what do if everything became normal around here.

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We get the privilege of showing these thousands of people that the men who live here at the Farm, men from all walks of life who are trying to change and heal their lives,  are not only “regular people” like you and me but excellent people.

The festival allows us to dispel the myths and stigmas that addicts are some lower form of life, that they are all uneducated, manipulative, unkempt bums who are nothing more than a drain on resources. In other words, we get to show off. Folks who visit us can see firsthand that recovering addicts are not monsters or bogey-men; on the contrary. Our guests are instead met with welcoming smiles, with hopeful and inspiring stories, and an experience that will linger long after the kettle corn induced stomach ache has worn off. They get to interact with underdogs who now have a chance, some of whom are fathers, husbands, and homeowners, brilliant and hilarious men who unfortunately also had debilitating addictions that pushed them off track and steered them to Harvest Farm.

The changing season is a new transition, and we’re up here in the sticks splashing around in the mud taking it all in, preparing for our guests in less than a month.  We’ll be ready to welcome you!

Harvest Farm

DEN RESCUE HARVEST FARM

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Two are Better Than One

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Have you ever heard, two are better than one? What we do alone is multiplied when the hands of many contribute their time, talents and resources. In fact, we see this ever day here at the Mission. You donate money or time to the Mission and the work of changing lives in the name of Christ is multiplied: more men, women and families can be reached and served.

This week one of our new locations was prayed over and celebrated because larger families who are part of the Mission’s transitional program will have more room. This four-plex property in the North Park Hill neighborhood wasn’t just the work of Denver Rescue Mission. There were many hands involved like, HomeAid Colorado, Wonderland Homes, McStain Neighborhoods and so many others who contributed time, talent and resources. This building is truly a home to families and is a testament of many working together for one purpose.

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Councilman Albus Brooks is the City Council District 8 Representative for the City and County of Denver.

Councilman Albus Brooks is the City Council District 8 Representative for the City and County of Denver.

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Melissa and her family live in one of the units. Her family of seven have more room to spend time together in this larger unit.

Melissa and her family live in one of the units. Her family of seven have more room to spend time together in this larger unit.

HomeAid Colorado facilitated a diaper donation drive for the Mission.

HomeAid Colorado facilitated a diaper donation drive for the Mission.

A nice playground set was added to the family unit.

A nice playground set was added to the family unit.

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Thank you to all who made this happen.

Thank you to all who made this happen.

A Prayer for Peace

Jerusalem

July 24th is my birthday and this year it was one to remember!  I was stuck in Tel Aviv, Israel due to the no-fly restriction by all the USA airlines. My wife and I, along with our tour group of another 21 people from our church, were visiting the Holy Land.

After 48 hours the no-fly restriction was lifted and we left on the first flight out on United Airlines on the 26th at 11:55 p.m. United brought in three additional planes to lift the rest of its stranded travelers out the next morning at 6 a.m.

While I was stranded in Israel, I experienced my first air raid. It lasted about five minutes, AFTER Israel missiles intercepted and struck down the rocket fired from Gaza. Captured on someone’s video, it looked like two jet streams followed by explosions as the missiles intercepted the rocket. During the air raid we were instructed to stand next to the elevator. Apparently the elevator shaft is the strongest part of a building (if your building is ever hit by rocket fire!).

After this brief interlude, life returned to normal around us. The Israel people went back to shopping, walking on the beach, eating in restaurants, and my wife and I returned to the pool at our hotel – a beautiful pool with a view of the Mediterranean Sea – waiting to see if we could get a flight out of the country.

It seems unbelievable to me that the Israelis live this way: Going about the business of life much like their American friends only to seek shelter as a war rages on in the southern part of their country – a country not much bigger than New Jersey.

So, I spent by birthday, by a pool, next to the Mediterranean Sea, hoping to leave a country where war rages on, and thankful to God for His many blessings not the least of which is that I am an American. I understand now what it means to pray for the peace of Israel. A peace that I am praying for, but that may only come with the return of Jesus. This is a hard life for those born in this country, Jew, Palestinian, Christian, and all of the others. We need to join in prayer for the peace that only Christ can bring!

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Dead Sea Scrolls

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Gesthame

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Jerusalem

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The Tomb

The Tomb