The greatest lessons learned,…, is compassion and empathy; not just with others but towards myself.

My friends from Jacob's Well friends… brought their company, their friendship and their prayers. They gave me hope!

'Witnessing' to people could simply mean loving them - love your neighbor as yourself.

Jacob’s Well – oh – Jacob’s Well

How does your garden grow?

There was something about the pattern of our meetings, the regularity of it, through all seasons.

I can see Nikolai strolling into the storefront, shouting: "You are NOBODY! I...I am somebody!"

It was Jacob’s Well that started me on my journey to recovery and out of the downtown eastside (dtes).

My time making friends over coffee and card games on Friday afternoons at 239 Main Street became a lens through which I saw my future in ministry.

The “inner city” meant something very different where I came from and basically, I was terrified.