Capstone Recovery is transforming lives

Jesus is alive! For those in doubt, you have only to visit Capstone Recovery Center at 418 W. Innes St.

Through God’s leading, Miriam and Oscar Ramirez and Shirley and Gerald Luckadoo established Capstone Recovery Center as a transition center for women who have come out of substance/domestic abuse and want a safe, godly environment.

When I visit at Capstone, I see women who have met Jesus and are being refined by the very fires that were once meant to destroy them. During the six- to 12-month program, they attend classes, 12-step programs, Celebrate Recovery, participating in community projects and relapse prevention. They are building a solid foundation on the word of God. On their journey through life, apart from abuse, the women have learned to do for others as Jesus as done for them.

Capstone is having a fundraiser gala at the Country Club of Salisbury on Feb. 6 from 2 to 5 p.m. You will never be the same after hearing the women talk about how they came to be at Capstone and the miraculous transformation in progress. It will be a day of celebration, music and comedy. A day to witness the “Capstone” or crowning achievement of God-transfigured lives. Come and see what the Lord has done and believe. For more information, call Capstone at704-749-0797.

— Linda Cauble

Salisbury

We were spared

We should be counting our blessings that God spared us from the freezing rain and impending power failures forecast for our areas, for I fear Mr. Champion (“Waiting for the mail,” in Monday’s Post) would really have something to marvel over, much less the whereabouts of his mail. Thanks to the efficiency of the Department of Transportation piling up “scrapings” at our mailbox, we still received our mail. Alleluia! And our newspaper carrier must have been an ace pitcher for some championship ball team, as our fish-wrapper was tossed halfway to the house. Thank you.

And then we read of our “off duty” firefighters taking care of the unfortunate soul on Gold Hill Drive until the firetrucks and first responders arrived in the aftermath of “Jonas.”

I finally got out and visited my sister at Autumn Care Sunday evening to find the struggles the staff there also faces in times such as these. All the while, we sit and enjoy the warm cozy fire and feed the birds and our faces. All over a few inches of “white stuff.”

Truly, we should count our blessings and be thankful for all those who “have” to willingly go to work for us all. Amen.

— Mark W. Eagle

Salisbury

P.S. I am so disappointed! I believe next time I’ll drive to Mt. Mitchell. I heard they only got 66 inches! I wonder who takes that measurement — the mail person, maybe?