Jason was two weeks away from a good job with a local drug treatment program when he relapsed again - for the umpteenth time.

“When I fell after nine months of treatment, I wanted to give up,” Jason remembers thinking. “I told myself it’s not going to happen. I just can’t achieve sobriety.”

He spent last Christmas smoking crack in a motel room, but “something inside me wouldn’t let me quit.”

He came to the Mission because, “If I couldn’t do it alone, I knew there was only one place to turn. To God.”

Now that he’s sober and has “a new life in Christ,” he says he can’t wait for Christmas to get here.

“I’m just grateful to be alive, “ Jason said. “I used to think that was kind of cheesy, but now I understand what it means to find rest in the Lord.”

“Every day is like Christmas now,” he adds.