Thank you for clarifying the REAL purpose of Redwood Gospel Mission: it is to get the poor and homeless to become christians: to convert us. When you get a bed at The Rose, you are forced to attend bible study for an hour a day. Forced: or you lose your bed there. This is not spirituality: it is spiritual abuse. They have no respect for clients' beliefs or non-belief unless they are already RABIDLY christian. They let believers stay longer, give them more privileges, and are much, much nicer to them. They have no comprehension of the fact that people would have a lot more respect for them and their beliefs and their claims of being 'christian' if they made bible study OPTIONAL and treated non-believers or people who have different beliefs with respect. In reality, this is what christianity truly is: a lack of regard for the viewpoints of others. If you don't share their delusional fantasy beliefs in god and the supernatural, you are evil and damned. It's just that many churches nowadays try to sugar-coat that message, whereas the Redwood Gospel Mission shelters, they don't hide their loathing and lack of respect for other points of view. One of their bible study teachers actually told us, 'You hear people talking about 'tolerance' for other beliefs, and other lifestyles. But you should NOT be tolerant: of drinkers, adulterers, homosexuals, or other religious beliefs or non-belief.' Yikes. If you stay there, good luck hanging on to your mind.

I am disabled and my arthritis is in my knees and in the sockets of both arms. I'm in pain everyday all day long but my mind is never on that, my faith in God Almighty is where my mind is rerouted and that is what takes away most of my pain. Drug addiction has played a big part of my life but today it doesn't Jesus Christ My SAVIOR has taken those issues away. Becoming a stronger Christian is my goal today it is that, that is going to help me be that Virtual Mother, Grandma, Sister, Aunt that Christ can use me right where I stand today instead of me looking back at my past beating myself up for what I should've, could've.