New Life Resource Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the New Life Resource Center. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, something unusual caught his eye—a small bird perched on top of one of the packages. The bird seemed curious but not afraid, watching him intently as if it knew exactly where those boxes were headed. Smiling, the delivery driver reached out gently and picked up the little fellow, who chirped contentedly in his hand. Just then, an elderly lady walking by stopped to admire the tiny visitor. ‘Oh my,’ she said, “I thought that was just another package!’ They both laughed, and the bird flew off into the sunset—leaving behind a new friend for the center and a heartwarming memory for everyone involved.

2. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the New Life Resource Center with a box of supplies for the clinic. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd—a small dog was frantically barking and running in circles around the building. The delivery driver approached cautiously, calling softly to the little dog. Suddenly, the animal stopped its mad dash and wagged its tail, revealing a tiny tag that read 'Lost Again.' Turning to the driver with a smile, an elderly woman from next door said, ‘Oh, that’s just our neighborhood escape artist. He always finds his way back.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the New Life Resource Center with a box of emergency supplies. As he stepped out, an old lady called from her porch: ‘Son, you’re too early for our midnight prayer meeting!’ ‘Ma’am,’ he replied, ‘I’m here for the center’s late-night crisis intervention program.’ She laughed heartily and waved him in: ‘Well, come on in then, son! We’ve got cookies and tea waiting!’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the New Life Resource Center. As he approached the entrance, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside—like someone singing softly but out of tune. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a small figure bobbing up and down in time with the hum—a janitor dancing along to his favorite old radio show. The delivery driver laughed quietly to himself, shook his head, and drove off into the night, wondering if anyone else had ever seen such a peculiar sight.