Where the seed was planted
Long before the ministry had a name.
House of Hope was born from a season I lived through years ago.
In 2018, shortly after becoming a single mother of four, I welcomed my three teenage nephews into my home. Almost overnight, I became a single mother of seven. During that season, people showed up for our family with groceries, practical assistance, encouragement, and prayer.
They could not solve every problem, but they gave us something incredibly valuable: breathing room.
That experience taught me how quickly life can change, how much courage it takes to ask for help, and what it means when support arrives with love and dignity. I didn’t know it then, but God was planting the seed for House of Hope.



