Stories of Redemption

For 15 years, alcohol controlled every aspect of my life. I lost my marriage, my job, and nearly my life. I tried rehab twice, AA meetings, and every self-help book on the shelf. Nothing stuck. Then a friend invited me to a Mulligan Mission golf event. I almost didn't go. But something in me said yes. On that golf course, surrounded by men who understood my struggle without judging me, I heard the gospel in a way that finally made sense. The mulligan — the second chance I didn't deserve — was exactly what God was offering me. That was two years ago. I haven't had a drink since.

My prescription drug addiction started after a car accident. The pain was real, and the pills were legal. But within months, I was taking more than prescribed, doctor shopping, and lying to everyone I loved. I lived in secret shame for three years. When I found The Mulligan Mission's resources online, I wept. For the first time, I read words that acknowledged my pain without condemning me. I submitted a prayer request, and within a day, someone called me. That phone call changed my life.

Sports betting consumed me. What started as a hobby became an obsession that cost me over $200,000 and nearly my family. I needed something healthy to replace the adrenaline rush. A mentor from The Mulligan Mission introduced me to golf — real golf, not the kind you bet on. The competition satisfied my need for excitement, but in a healthy way. The fellowship gave me accountability. The gospel gave me purpose beyond the next bet.

Heroin addiction left me homeless at 28. I'd burned every bridge, exhausted every friend's patience, and given up on myself. A local church partnered with The Mulligan Mission to host a recovery golf outing. They offered free entry, free lunch, and no judgment. I showed up for the food. I stayed for the fellowship. And I found freedom through a Savior I'd written off years ago.

I struggled with pornography for over a decade. The shame kept me silent. I couldn't tell my pastor, my wife, or my friends. When I connected with a Mulligan Mission mentor, it was the first time I could be completely honest without fear. Through prayer, accountability, and scripture, the chains broke. It wasn't overnight — but it was real.

Most recovery spaces felt designed for men. I felt invisible and out of place. The Mulligan Mission's online resources and prayer support made me feel seen and valued. The mentorship I received from another woman of faith was exactly what I needed. Today, I'm sober and serving others.

I overdosed three times in one year. Each time, I was revived by Narcan and sent back out into the same cycle. After my third overdose, a chaplain at the hospital told me about The Mulligan Mission. He said, 'God isn't done with you yet. You've got more mulligans.' Those words haunted me — in the best way. I reached out, got connected with a mentor, and began the hardest and most rewarding journey of my life.

My husband's alcoholism consumed our family. I thought I was being a good wife by covering for him, managing his behavior, and sacrificing my own needs. Through The Mulligan Mission's resources on codependency, I realized I needed recovery too. Learning to set boundaries, find my identity in Christ, and trust God with my husband's journey was transformational.