Jean Pierre "JP" Cloete

I thank God for my salvation, and consider it a privilege to share my testimony with the United We Can family. I come from a broken family with an alcoholic father. I was filled with hate towards him, so much that I began to love hating him. From a young age, a neighbor took me to church. I experienced powerful times in church, yet I didn't fully understand what it was.

As I grew up, I struggled with an identity crisis not knowing who and what I am, becoming just like my father; drunk, smoking, parties, yet knowing that I had a calling on my life and that I would not trade that for the world. Then as I got older I committed to God and He transformed my life. That is when the "process" in my life started. Read more ...

Crystal Dreyer

I am a young woman age 25, whose life was lost to this dark world for many years. I was caught up in a life of drug addiction for six years. I grew up in a family that did not have everything in life. My Mom and Dad both worked, but my Mom had to take care of everything; food, bills, clothing, getting us to school, and meeting all our needs as kids. My Dad was just drinking most of the time. He was very strict, maybe because we were only girls, or maybe because of the life he was living. He was abusive to us as a family physically and emotionally. If we did anything wrong, he would beat us. I started living a double life. At home I was sweet and innocent girl doing well in school, but away from home I was smoking cigarettes and weed, and going places my family knew nothing about. Read more ...

Justin Dreyer

I am a 27 year old man who used to live a wild life with no direction and always looking for ways to commit crimes. I was cruel to everybody. I was always angry, and had hatred in my heart. I woke up every morning not wanting to live. I was suicidal. I was always a part of gangs, fighting and committing crime. I broke into a house at a very young age. I would do anything to maintain my drug habit. I robbed people; I even stole from my own family. Stealing became an addiction itself. I needed to steal every day, everywhere I went looking for what I could steal. I was aggressive to my family. My Mom didn't know what to do with me. My family was torn up because of my habit, and yet my Mother never stopped praying for me. I always felt that I had to prove myself in life. At night I would hear my mother praying for me, then I would ask God to show me how real He is to my Mom, to prove Himself through my life. Read more ...