The Blood
An interpretive dance by the Potter’s House ladies with a PH lady singing the song. The PH ladies have an hour of dances, skits and testimonies when they go to churches to minister.

Linda Gail Lance
My name is Linda Gail Lance. Eleven days before I came to the Potter’s House, I was on a ventilator, not expected to live. The hospital had called my family in to say their goodbyes. I was so messed up that I didn’t want to live. Satan had a plan for my life, but God had a different plan. The Lord brought me back to life and put me at the Potter’s House, where I have been delivered and set free from my addiction. Today, I thank God for saving me physically and spiritually and for restoring my family and giving me a better life than I could ever have imagined.

Lisa Hensley
My name is Lisa Hensley. I am so very thankful to be a child of the Most High God. I never dreamed that God could and would take the shame and guilt I have carried most of my life away from me and use me to help other women just like myself.
This guilt-ridden life started when I was a young child. I was being molested and didn’t really know what to do. I was afraid to tell my Mother or anyone else, so I just kept it hidden deep inside. I can remember how it made me feel. I felt that something was wrong and perverted about me. As I grew older, I began to think of my body as a tool to use in order to make someone care for me.

Wendi Litton
My name is Wendi Litton. My story began at a young age with heavy metal music. That was all I would listen to. My wardrobe consisted of all black tee shirts with mainly “Guns and Roses” on them. I started smoking cigarettes at 12 and pot at 13. Soon, my behavior towards everyone changed. I hated reality and told myself that my life would be over soon. I lived like I was dying instead of being alive. I felt a big hole in my heart. I just wanted someone to love me.
Then, I met my first love at 13, although it was his family, a complete family, that I really loved and wanted. I moved in with them and things went okay for a while. However, I started feeling alone again and I began doing things to myself which scared them. At 14, I became pregnant, but was clueless as to what was really happening in my life. I really wanted this baby, because I thought she would fill that big hole in my heart and love me like I wanted to be loved.

Stefani Roberts
My life started out pretty rocky. I witnessed some horrible abuse, alcoholism, and drug use growing up. By the time I was six years old, I had been molested on several occasions by a family friend who was only a teenager. Besides going through this, my parents divorced and my Mother, my brother and I moved to Dallas, Texas to be closer to my mom’s family. Because my mom had to work full time just to provide the basics, Gran and Papa stepped in and became a huge stablilizing force in my life. Thank God for grandparents.
At 12 years old, I was raped by three different boys. Afterwards, I had no idea how to handle the anger and emotions that came so intensely. From this point on, drugs became a sure fire way to escape. I smoked pot,drank,did acid,tried cocaine and sought approval in all the wrong places. My teenage years were filled with heartache and self-doubt. I was never good enough, so I set out to accomplish nothing. While my friends planned for college, I dropped of school and got married.My drug usage steadily worsened. accomplishing nothing.

Lauren Jones
My name is Lauren Jones. I am 24 years old and I was raised in Newnan. I have one brother, who is currently serving in Afghanistan, and two younger sisters. My Mother was a single mom for the majority of the time, working two jobs to keep a roof over her babies’ heads. “I love you” was often heard around our house. My Father was in my life, but like most of my family, he was struggling with addiction.
When I was 5, my Mother married my sister’s father. He turned out to be abusive to my Mother as well as to me and to my brother. Being a little girl, it left me very afraid. My mom divorced him after three years. It was a big relief and, from that time on, I wanted to stay right by Mom until my adult hood. I felt like I had to protect her from people, never realizing that there was nothing I could do. She is my best friend, as well as my Mother, and I didn’t want to see her hurt any more. Little did I know that I would be the one that would hurt her the worst.

Melissa McGuire
My name is Melissa McGuire. I am 35 years old with two children: a 15 year old daughter and a 10 year old son. Both my children have suffered a great deal due to my choices, which started when I was 13. I had a pretty good childhood in many respects, watching my parents provide and take care of us. However, there was a great deal of partying with my parents and with other family members: drinking, marijuana, etc. So, it was obvious to me early on that it made you feel good.

Gwen Riley
My name is Gwen Riley. I am 34 years old and a mother of two very beautiful children. I am one of 7 kids and I always considered myself as the “outcast” or better known as “the black sheep” of the family. When I was little, I was always “Mommie’s little angel”, but when I became a teenager, I became very rebellious.
I was raised in a very good home, where my mother worked very hard to provide for her children. We were always in church and she tried very hard to instill in us good, Godly values. However, for me, popularity and “fittin in” was more important. I hung out with the older kids so, of course I wanted to do what they were doing.