Let’s take the next step together.
You don’t have to have the right words. You don’t have to be “strong.”
You just have to be willing to take the next step.
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What healing can look like:
- Peace that doesn’t make sense — even while you still miss them
- Strength to get through hard days without collapsing
- Tools to handle triggers, anniversaries, and waves of grief
- Freedom from guilt and self-blame
- The ability to talk about your loved one with tears and love
- A renewed sense of purpose — not replacing what you lost, but honoring it
- Not just coping but thriving through the process of healing
Healing doesn’t mean you stop loving.
Healing means you learn to carry love without being crushed by pain.
WHO THIS IS FOR – If any of these sounds like you, this is for you:
- You feel like you “should be better by now,” but you’re not.
- You’re tired of pretending you’re okay.
- You feel anger, guilt, confusion, or numbness — sometimes all in the same day.
- You’ve lost motivation, joy, or peace.
- You love God — but grief has made everything feel complicated.
- You don’t want to stay in this place forever.
We understand. We won’t rush you. We won’t shame you. We’ll walk with you.
The Process of Healing (Our Framework)
We walk through a clear progression that brings stability and peace, even in the storm:
- Confession — bringing what’s hidden into the light
- Repentance — turning from survival patterns that are harming you
- Forgiveness — releasing what you cannot carry anymore
- Identity — remembering who you are, even after loss
- Unmasking — practicing the process in real time, in real life
This journey is gentle, but it is also strong — because healing requires both compassion and courage.
You can’t control what happened.
But you can choose what happens inside you next.
There’s a moment in grief when you realize something:
You can’t undo what you lost — but you can refuse to lose yourself too.
The Process of Healing helps you move from:
- overwhelmed → anchored
- numb → honest
- angry → released
- broken → rebuilding
- surviving → living again
This isn’t denial. This is discipleship in the valley.
This is learning how to walk with God when your heart has been shattered.
Not a program. A pathway.
WHAT MAKES THIS DIFFERENT
Grief doesn’t heal because time passes. Grief heals when pain is processed, not buried.
The Process of Healing is designed to help someone:
- name what hurts (without shame)
- face what’s real (without fear)
- release what’s heavy (without pretending they’re okay)
- and reclaim who they are (without being defined by loss)
This process is for the parent who lost a child.
The spouse, the sibling, the friend.
The person who’s still functioning on the outside — but breaking on the inside.
And it’s for anyone who is tired of surviving and ready to start healing from any trauma. Grief isn’t just loss of a loved one, Grief is a loss of something you loved.
Grief changes everything — but it doesn’t get to define you.
If you’ve lost someone you love, you already know this isn’t just sadness. It’s disorientation. It’s pressure on your chest when the world keeps moving. It’s learning to breathe again in a life that doesn’t look the way it used to.
At My Ashleah, we don’t promise quick fixes. We offer something better: a pathway.
A biblically grounded, step-by-step journey that helps you process pain honestly, release what’s crushing you, and rebuild your life with hope — one faithful step at a time.
You are not alone. And you are not stuck. Healing is possible.
Noel Okasako – How God Changed My Life: A Journey of Recovery
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How God Changed My Life: A Journey from Addiction to Redemption
Hi, my name is Noel Okasako, and I’m here to share my story of recovery and how God intervened in my life. My journey from addiction to sobriety is not just my own; it resonates with many who have faced similar struggles. On October 10th, 2010, everything changed for me.
The Bottom of the Pit
That fateful Saturday night was marked by heavy rain in Oahu, Hawaii. I found myself homeless, cold, and wet, trying to seek shelter under playground equipment from my elementary school. My possessions were limited to a dirty shirt, an empty jar of peanut butter, and my Bible. My addiction had stripped me of everything: my home, family, finances, and even my self-respect.
As I sat there in despair, a cat approached, attempting to get into my backpack. In my turmoil, I chased after the cat, which seemed to mock my desperation. Eventually, I collapsed in tears, crying out to the Lord for help. “Lord, I know you’re there… please save me,” I pleaded. It was in this moment of raw vulnerability that I felt a spiritual pull urging me to open my backpack.
A Divine Message
Reaching into my backpack, I pulled out my Bible. It fell open to 2 Samuel chapter 7, which spoke of God’s promise to David. The verses read:
“After the king was settled in his palace, and the Lord had given him rest from all his enemies around him, he said to Nathan the prophet… Whatever you have in mind, go ahead and do it, for the Lord is with you.” (2 Samuel 7:1-3)
This message resonated deeply with me. Here I was, homeless and lost, but God was offering me shelter and rest. I felt a renewed sense of hope ignite within me.
Following the Call
That early Sunday morning, I made my way to a bus stop, still uncertain of what lay ahead. Once again, I felt the pull to check my backpack. This time, I discovered a crumpled one-way bus pass tucked away—a sign that God was guiding me. I boarded the bus, trusting that God had a plan for me.
The bus took me to an unfamiliar area, and as I wandered aimlessly, I felt lost again. But then I found myself at the bottom of a hill overlooking a famous lookout known for its beauty and tragic history. As the sun began to set, I saw the potential for darkness in my thoughts. I began to doubt whether I had truly heard God’s voice.
The Emergency Call
Walking past a sign reading “Emergency? Pick up the phone,” I took a moment to reflect and called for help. I connected with tunnel control but struggled to communicate my need. Then, in a surprising turn, a keyboard emerged from the phone, prompting me to type my request for medical services.
When the ambulance arrived, it took me back to where I had gotten off the bus—right by a hospital. This was a pivotal moment in my life. I spent the next 14 days in detox, receiving care and support. God had fulfilled His promise, guiding me to safety when I had wandered aimlessly.
New Beginnings
Upon leaving the hospital, I received another one-way bus pass. This time, I was determined to follow God’s guidance. I arrived at a different hospital, and although I was told I had to leave after two days, I was given yet another bus pass.
Sitting at a downtown Honolulu bus stop, I waited patiently, determined to follow God’s lead. Then, out of nowhere, my next-door neighbor, who happened to be the bus driver, recognized me and invited me aboard.
Unlikely Connections
As I rode along the island with him, I fell asleep, only to awaken in a less desirable area filled with shady characters. Trusting in God, I felt prompted to get off the bus. I soon encountered a man who, despite his struggles with addiction, offered to direct me to a place where I could find help.
He led me to a two-story house and told me to ask for Pastor Virgil. At this point, I was filled with apprehension. However, when I knocked on the door, a young girl answered, and shortly after, Pastor Virgil greeted me.
A Place to Call Home
Upon my arrival, I was taken in with open arms. I was fed and cared for at Ohana Family of the Living God, a church and homeless shelter. The next year and a half were transformative.
During my time there, I regained my sobriety and began to rebuild relationships with my family. I also found purpose in serving others. We prepared meals and reached out to the community, fostering a sense of belonging and purpose that was vital to my recovery.
The Power of Service
One of the most important lessons I learned was the significance of giving back. Serving others nurtured my recovery and provided a deeper connection to the community.
Three times a week, we would prepare large pots of soup for the homeless in downtown Honolulu. I went from being on the receiving end to the serving end, which was immensely fulfilling. This experience cemented the idea that recovery is a two-way street—one where we grow by serving others.
A New Life
Fast forward to today, and my life has dramatically changed. I am now part of an organization that runs clean and sober housing, helping those new to recovery navigate their journey. I have also taken on a role at Catalyst Church, where I’ve felt embraced by a supportive community.
Reflecting on my journey, I see how far I’ve come. I now have a purpose, a supportive network, and a deepened relationship with God.
Conclusion: A Call to Faith
My story is a testament to the transformative power of faith and community. Just as God intervened in my life, He can intervene in yours too. If you find yourself struggling, I encourage you to reach out.
You can start this journey by placing your faith in Jesus Christ. “If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.” (Romans 10:9)
If this resonates with you, I invite you to pray a simple prayer of faith.
Heavenly Father, I thank you for loving me so much that you sent your son Jesus to die for me. I believe that he died on the cross and rose again for my sins. I want him to be the Lord of my life and to forgive me. I place my faith in you for salvation. Amen.
If you prayed this prayer, welcome to the family of God! Your story, no matter its past, is now intertwined with eternity. Seek out a local church community to support you in this newfound faith.
Key Takeaways
God’s Guidance: Trust in God can lead you to unexpected places of healing and hope.
The Power of Community: Engaging with others can enhance your recovery journey and provide purpose.
Service as Healing: Helping others can be a key component of your own healing process.
Thank you for reading my story. May it inspire you to embrace your journey and trust in the divine plan for your life.
2025 RED ZONE With Alec Ingold
Red Zone 2025 with Alec Ingold – A Night to Remember
April 12th was another powerful moment for My Ashleah Foundation as we welcomed Miami Dolphins fullback Alec Ingold for Red Zone 2025.
If you missed this event—you missed something truly special. Alec’s testimony of perseverance, identity, and faith deeply resonated with the audience and aligned beautifully with the mission of My Ashleah Foundation.
A huge thank you to Ronnie Williams for masterfully emceeing the event with Alec.
We are also thrilled to share that we are in active discussions with Alec to bring his life-changing 7 Crucibles Program to Artesia—a resource we believe will bless our youth and community in profound ways. Please join us in prayer for this exciting possibility!
2025 Fundraiser Dinner with Kevin & Sam Sorbo
A Heartfelt Thank You for the 1st Annual My Ashleah Foundation & Artesia Lions Club Banquet & Golf Tournament
The 1st Annual My Ashleah Foundation & Artesia Lions Club Banquet & Golf Tournament on April 4th and 5th was an absolute blessing—what a weekend of inspiration, fellowship, and community!
First and foremost, to our incredible partners and donors—YOU are the reason this outreach was possible. Your generosity and heart for this mission continue to open doors and touch lives.
We also want to offer special thanks to:
- Kevin & Sam Sorbo – for your genuine love, humility, and encouragement. You blessed everyone in attendance with your hearts.
- Michael & Michaelle Joiner – for bringing laughter, light, and kindness that lifted so many spirits.
- Artesia Country Club staff – for your outstanding service and making the evening so smooth and memorable.
- Artesia Downtown Lions and Jr. Lions – for preparing and serving an incredible meal with such care and joy.
- Tammy & John Neel – for overseeing the silent auction that blessed both My Ashleah Foundation and the Artesia Downtown Lions.
- Christian McCaffrey & his organization – for the generous donation of an autographed jersey and gloves—such a treasured highlight!
- Robbie Bellew & Michael Duff – for your presence and participation during this special weekend.
And to every volunteer, every auction bidder, and every person who showed up—THANK YOU from the bottom of our hearts.
Lorraine and I continue to stand in awe of this City of Champions—a community full of love, resilience, and a heart for helping others.
