A Safe Place

French Camp Academy—A Safe Place

Three girls and a dog

Out for a walk on a spring day!

When you were growing up, the world was probably a safe place to live and play. Children filled your neighborhood with squeals of laughter and shouts of excitement… riding bikes, playing ball, hide-and-go-seek. And at dusk, when the sun was setting and the street lights buzzed with that start-up surge of electricity, it was time to go home. Home: a safe place to live and play.

Dark Places

Times have changed. No longer do families feel safe. No longer are picket fences enough to keep out intruders, nor street lights enough to keep out the darkness. Monsters hiding in the closet are more likely to show their faces: drugs, gangs, promiscuity, – you probably can add to the list.

Shining the Light

More and more families are looking for help in scaring off the monsters. A flashlight won’t send them running. They need a bright light that will pierce the darkness. French Camp Academy offers that light: “In Him (Christ) was life, and that life was the light of men” ( John 1: 4).

French Camp Academy is providing a safe place where children can grow up. We are giving young people a loving and stable home, good role models, and opportunities to work and serve. We are pointing the way for success in school, family, and community. Students are accountable for grades, relationships, and activities. Most of all, Christ is being presented to them.

Take a look inside French Camp Academy. Here are some of the sights you will see:

  • An abused child, now learning to trust God and adults
  • A young person who struggled with grades, now passing
  • A young man whose community offered him drugs and gangs, now planning on college
  • A young lady whose family was destroyed by alcohol, divorce, and hate, now learning how healthy families live.

A young boy came to us years ago. Here is his story told by his dorm mother:

When he came to French Camp he was eight years old. He was so little he could stretch out straight in the bottom of a shopping cart, and weighed so little I could carry him around like a three-year-old.

Things seemed to start out well for him in life: at one month of age he was adopted by a wealthy family and provided with great care. After several years, the family realized that no amount of care could make him into “the son they wanted.” When he was four, he was sent back to his birth family.

For four years he suffered neglect and emotional abuse. One day, a relative heard about French Camp Academy. She doesn’t remember where or how she learned about FCA, but she knew that it was the place for this young boy.

He came to French Camp from a dangerous place. He came here to be loved, nurtured, and given a safe place to grow up. His tender heart, compassion for others, and encouraging spirit were given a place to blossom and be cherished.

He has now completed high school and is learning a trade. But the most important thing, is that Christ became part of his life and has given him a reason to live.

French Camp Academy gave him a safe place to grow.

What would have happened to him if he had not come to FCA? Thankfully, we’ll never know. But there are many others in similar situations who need a safe place and your help.

Join with us to help hurting young people and their families. Pray, contribute, and tell others about French Camp Academy.

P.S. Taking care of “young ones” is a priority:  Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” (Matthew 19: 14.) Your contributions to French Camp Academy will help give them a safe place to live and grow.


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