Guardians of Purity began with a cry in the dark.
It was the quiet kind of cry—the one no one hears, the one whispered through clenched fists and tear-stained prayers. It came from a young man who was tired of the cycle. Tired of falling. Tired of hiding. Tired of pretending.
What started as a desperate prayer in a dimly lit room became a path of restoration. Through Scripture, science, and support, breakthrough came—not instantly, not perfectly, but powerfully.
”…to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.”Isaiah 61:3 (NIV)
And that breakthrough wasn't meant to be kept secret.