My name is David Ritenour and I would like to share my testimony in hope that it could help
other people going through hard times. I accepted Christ at a young age (10) because I lived
with an alcoholic father who beat me and raped me till I was 13. I ran away and hitch hiked
to California where I lived for 4 years as a male prostitute, taking drugs and drinking. The
whole time I was working the streets, I was running from life and God.
At 17, I was arrested for prostitution and was sent home to my mothers house with a new
step-father. I liked this new life and started going to church again and tried to stay on the right
path. Satan stepped in again to keep me working the streets, but still going to church I was in
battle with my own soul. I stayed in this situation till I was 25 when I went to jail for 6 months
for prostitution. Here I was a manager at a local fast food restaurant and working the streets.
The whole time I was a mess, always depressed and lonely looking for love. I did my time in
jail and that's when I met a man that knew God, I studied the word of God for those 6 months
and prayed for my soul. When I got out of jail I still lived with a male lover for 2 yrs. going to
church thinking that it was Okay to do this.
At the age of 27, I met a women who was 10 years older, and had 5 children. I began dating
her and ended up falling in love with her and giving up my gay lifestyle, or so I thought. In a
year we were married and now I took on a family, and still the feelings for men were attacking
me all the time. After several years of marriage and several affairs with men on the side I could
not take it anymore. Here I was married to a wonderful women and 5 adopted children;
WHAT WAS I DOING? I have since re-dedicated my life and have not
One day my wife and I got up to go to work. We had been praying for months for the Lord to
take over our lives, when this day I was driving an hour and half to work. I got off of the
expressway at 6:30 am the same time my wife opened our door to a little girl who asked her
for clothing, all she had on was rags. My wife gave her an outfit.
When I got off of the expressway, there was a man dirty and asking for food, I gave him my last
$10.00 and told him across the street was a truck stop where he could take a shower. My wife
shut the door and decided she wanted to see where the small girl was going. When she opened
the door, the girl was gone, as I turned on the road I looked in my mirror to see that the
man made it across the busy street and he was gone. When my wife and I saw each other after
work we told each other our stories (Angels, no other answer).
That's why today my wife and I run a ministry called Helping Hands Care Ministry. We help the
poor and needy with food, clothing, and household items and the Lord has blessed us everyday
with more and more donations and families to help.
I hope this will help you to understand that no matter what we go through, God is alive and
well and working in our lives.
David & Jenny Ritenour