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Monday, March 24, 2008
It is our purpose to raise awareness about what really goes on behind the walls at Hephzibah house and to call Godly men and women to look into this program themselves and demand accountability. If we do not police ourselves and make sure "ministries" like Hephzibah House are legitimate we have no right to complain when government steps in to correct the situation. The world will associate the practices of Ron Williams with Christians in general; unless we defend these girls. There is a lot of Information out there. Please look into it yourselves. I believe Ron Williams' very own printed material speaks volumes as to his errant beliefs.
Posted by Susan Grotte at 5:47 AM 7 comments
I went to Hephzibah house 10 years ago for 15 months. My first day I was there I was severly beaten by the williams "rod of god" as they called it. I was beaten because I tried to leave the minute I walked in. The sons were all called and held me down as Patti beat me over and over again from my entire back to my knees. I was bruised all over. It hurt to sleep and move for weeks. While I was there I was "shadowed" and the entire time there never allowed to speak to more then two girls that were on my speaking list. I never got to ever leave the building. My parents letters were often blacked out with a black marker as if my parents were writing me things that they didnt approve of...whatever that may be. While I was there the depression I had was undescribable...The girls said I never smiled...(now mind you my nickname is Sunshine because I never stop smiling) I thought about suicide constently while I was there...I look back and hear these stories and the pain and hurt even now is unimaginable...I am now a mother and I would NEVER EVER put my child in there
I went to Hephzibah house 10 years ago for 15 months. My first day I was there I was severly beaten by the williams "rod of god" as they called it. I was beaten because I tried to leave the minute I walked in. The sons were all called and held me down as Patti beat me over and over again from my entire back to my knees. I was bruised all over. It hurt to sleep and move for weeks. While I was there I was "shadowed" and the entire time there never allowed to speak to more then two girls that were on my speaking list. I never got to ever leave the building. My parents letters were often blacked out with a black marker as if my parents were writing me things that they didnt approve of...whatever that may be. While I was there the depression I had was undescribable...The girls said I never smiled...(now mind you my nickname is Sunshine because I never stop smiling) I thought about suicide constently while I was there...I look back and hear these stories and the pain and hurt even now is unimaginable...I am now a mother and I would NEVER EVER put my child in there
