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About Us
New Hope Restoration Center
New Hope Restoration Center
Renewing Lives, Restoring Identity.
At New Hope, our mission is to walk alongside you on your journey toward recovery—guiding you to rediscover what it means to be “in Christ”. We nurture an environment where accountability, self-care, and responsibility are not just ideals but lived experiences. In our extended family, every person is supported as they transition from crisis to a life of meaningful work, renewed purpose, and spiritual wholeness.
Family is Everything.
At New Hope Restoration Centre, you are never alone. Our center is built on mutual respect, meaningful work, and the belief that every individual can rise above their past. Whether you are learning new trades, rediscovering your leadership potential, or embracing the healing power of faith, you will find a place where your skills are honed, your spirit is nurtured, and your future is bright.
A Peaceful Home.
Our residential facilities are more than just a place to sleep, it’s a home where you belong to a loving extended family. Our accommodation provides a peaceful home environment where you can focus on healing and personal growth. Every detail is created to support your journey, from carefully designed living spaces to communal areas that encourage fellowship and shared responsibility.
Progression
The Growth from our Programs is Really Incredible
Our Team
At New Hope Recovery Center
Rev. Chris Coetsee
Pastoral Council
Janine De villiers
Admin/Marketing
Louis van der Walt
Chair Person
Keith Paulson
Recovery Coach
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Changed Lives / Testimonial
People who've put their faith on us
My name is Trevor. I am 25 years old and from Belhar in Cape Town. I grew
up without a relationship with my father and had a very difficult childhood. My
mother struggled with addiction and later mental illness, and by a young age I
experienced rejection, instability, and deep loneliness.
After being sent away from my grandparents’ home, I ended up living on
the streets with my mother smoking together, I ended up almost killing her for
drug money at the time. By the age of fourteen, drugs became part of my life.
Street life was harsh, and I was exposed to things no child should ever see. I
gave up on myself early and believed I had no future. Drugs, gangs, and crime
became my reality, and I never finished school. I did not know love, family,
forgiveness, or grace.
As I grew older, my relationship with my mother became painful and
destructive, and addiction pushed us to very dark places. Eventually, I
separated myself and lived alone on the streets in Belhar. I was exhausted from
the struggle for food, drugs, and a place to sleep, and I had lost all hope.
One day, a stranger invited me to a support group, and from there I was
offered help. That is how I came to New Hope Drug Crisis Centre in Pretoria. At
first, the structure, rules, and discipline were overwhelming, but through
counseling and the support of people who believed in, especially Keith and
Janine, I found strength to keep going when I wanted to give up.
At New Hope, I rebuilt my relationship with God and was given another
chance at life. I took part in skills development and learned responsibility,
discipline, and self-worth. I am grateful to have been given the opportunity to
move into the second phase of the program, where I learned how to work, manage
money, and face real-life responsibilities while still having strong support.
Today, New Hope is still my home, and I can honestly say this program
changed my life. I have never been clean for this long before. My dream is to
become a truck driver and to live the life God promises—full of grace, purpose,
and new hope.
Thank you, New Hope Drug Crisis Centre, for never giving up on me and for giving me a family, a future, and a place I can proudly call home.
My name is Capelton. I am from Belhar, Cape Town, where I grew up and
spent most of my life. I grew up without a mother, and from a young age, life
was very hard for me. I left school in Grade 10, already feeling lost and
without direction.
In September 2021, my father passed away. That broke me completely. I
carried anger, pain, and regret inside me, and it slowly started to destroy me
from the inside. The people around me did not help me through my pain. Instead
of lifting me up, they pushed me down and criticized every choice I made. I
felt alone, unheard, and unwanted.
I eventually left home and went to stay with a friend. He had a sister,
and not long after, we started a relationship. She became pregnant, and we were
blessed with a child. The pain inside me, however, was still there, and I
turned to the wrong things to cope. My child’s mother tried to keep me calm and
grounded, but I could not expect her to carry me through my struggles.
As time went on, we started fighting, and everything became too much for
me to handle. I walked away. That was when I fell deeper into drugs and
destructive sexual relationships. I reached my lowest point, broken and lost.
At my worst, someone told me about New Hope Drug Crisis Centre. I
did not believe it would be possible for me to go there because I had no money
and no hope. But through God’s grace, a door opened, and I ended up at New
Hope.
Being part of the program has changed my life. New Hope taught me
discipline, respect, and responsibility. I learned about God, and I learned
about myself. I started understanding my pain instead of running from it. I was
also given the opportunity to learn practical skills, including welding and
other valuable trades that will help me build a better future.
I am deeply grateful to be part of New Hope Drug Crisis Centre. It gave
me structure, hope, and a second chance at life. My dream is to become a firefighter
and, most importantly, to be a good father to my child. I believe that when the
time is right, everything will fall into place.
For now, I am eternally grateful for everything I have learned here and for the people who believed in me when I did not believe in myself.
My name is Clinton Eschner, and I am currently in rehab. My
life today is completely different from what it once was. For many years, I was
addicted to drugs. Drugs are the reason I ended up on the streets. I lost my
family, my friends, my dreams, and myself. I reached a point where I could no
longer recognize who I was.
I remember walking around the streets not knowing where to
go or what to do. I was completely lost. Sometimes I begged people to paint
their house numbers on the sidewalk just so I could earn a little money and
feel useful. At night, I slept in people’s gardens just to escape the harshness
of the streets, but no matter where I went, I could not escape the addiction or
the pain.
I had the wrong friends, and it started back at school when
I was “just trying things.” Those choices led to me ruining my entire life. I
lost my dreams and my will to live. I remember walking barefoot through the
streets, angry and broken, blaming everyone else for my situation except
myself. Eventually, it didn’t even work anymore to lie to people about why I
needed money, because the truth was always the same—it was for drugs.
There were many times I sat alone and cried, asking God to
please help me.
One Sunday, while I was on the street, I found myself near
a church. I thought, let me try the church
this time. My intentions were not good. I believed
people would feel sorry for me and give me clothes or something I could sell to
buy drugs again.
When I walked up to the entrance, I met a guy who didn’t
look like a typical pastor. I spoke to him and told him I was in need of food
and clothes and asked if they could help me. Little did I know, he was the
pastor of the church. He was kind and friendly and even bought me a coffee at
church. I started telling him my life story, hoping he would give me something.
Instead, he told me that he knew of a rehab.
At that moment, I did not want to go. I was high on drugs
and could not even sit still during the church service. Keith, Janine, and the
students from New Hope Drug Crisis Centre were also at the church that day.
After the service, Keith came outside with me and spoke to me. He convinced me
to come with him, telling me he had Jacobs coffee at his house and that he
would make me a cup.
I went with him. To this day, I never got that coffee—but I
got so much more out of that deal.
Through that step, my life began to change. New Hope Drug Crisis
Centre gave me back my self-worth. I found God. I reconnected with my family
after four years of not seeing or speaking to them. New Hope helped me get my
ID, my driver’s licence, and surrounded me with so many special people who now
play a big role in my life.
Rehab has not been easy, but it has been worth it. Today, I
am clean. I pray daily and spend time with God. From having nothing, I have
been given a second chance. I am currently in New Hope Drug Crisis Centre’s Phase 2 program, where we are given
the opportunity to work as interns and learn new skills. Keith and my family
are also helping me look for better opportunities for my future.
I am in a much better place than I have ever been in my life. I praise God for all that He has done for me. Only by His grace am I clean today, and only by His grace do I have a life I can finally say I am proud of.
My name is Pirden Presley from Springbok, and my journey to
New Hope Drug Crisis Centre started many years ago while I was still at school.
I fell in with the wrong friends and tried to fit in. I never wanted to look
weak or feel like the odd one out. What started as innocent smoking quickly turned
into smoking dagga at school, and over time it became more and more serious.
As my habit grew, I started stealing money from my family
just to keep up and fit in. Inside, I was struggling with feelings of not being
good enough and not feeling worthy.
One day, while we were at home with my nephews and niece,
all the children were given money—but I received the least. At that moment something
broke inside me. I felt small, unimportant, and different from everyone else. I
was very upset, and that Friday night I decided to go out to a club. At that
time, I was drinking heavily and smoking dagga regularly.
On my way to the club, I walked past a drug dealer.
Something inside me stopped me. I was overwhelmed with pain and just wanted to
forget everything. I asked him what I could get for R30, and he gave me tik,
just to see how it would make me feel.
For the first time in a long time, I felt better about myself.
From that day on, I was hooked. I started using more and caring less about what
people thought of me. For the next eight years, my life was controlled by tik,
pills, and dagga.
One day, when I was at a very low point, I spoke to an
auntie from my community. Coming from a small place, people notice when you are
struggling. She asked me if I did not want to change my life. I was desperate
for change but did not know how. She told me there are people who help others
and asked if she could help me get into a place in Pretoria called New Hope Drug Crisis Centre.
I said yes. I decided to take the advice and accept the
help, and that decision changed my life.
Coming to New Hope truly lived up to its name. It gave me
new hope—hope for my life and a new vision for my future. Here, I rediscovered
my identity in Christ. I learned to respect myself again, and I was given
opportunities to grow. I learned new skills and was also given the opportunity
to work as an intern in a factory, where I am learning many practical skills
that will help me move forward in life.
I am deeply grateful for the chance I was given. I am not going to look back. I thank New Hope Drug Crisis Centre for everything they have done for me. They are not just a rehab center—they are a family and a place with so much opportunities to equip you for the outside world.
My name is Jeremy van Zyl, and I am from Springbok, a very small town
with very limited opportunities. I come from a broken background filled with
drugs, crime, and deep pain. I lost my mother at a young age, had no
relationship with my father, and was raised by my grandmother. Even though she
loved me, I grew up feeling lost, rejected, and without purpose.
I fell in with the wrong crowd, people who also came from broken homes.
Wanting acceptance, I followed them into drugs, crime, and eventually gang
life. That path nearly cost me my life. I was stabbed in the neck and had to
undergo eight operations to survive. By God’s grace, my life was spared, but I
lost most of the mobility in my left arm and still struggle to use it today.
Even after that miracle, I did not immediately change. I was angry, broken, and
still trapped in addiction.
I am a father to a beautiful little girl. The last time I saw her, she
was one year old. Because both her mother and I were on drugs, social workers
removed her from our care. Not being there for my child is my greatest regret,
but
today she is one of my biggest motivations to stay on the right path and
become the man I know I am meant to be.
One Sunday, a pastor asked my family if Jeremy still wanted help. Without
hesitation, my grandparents said yes. They never gave up on me, even when I
gave up on myself. Through the church, I was connected to Uncle Leon, who
introduced me to New Hope Drug Crisis Centre in Pretoria and to Keith. After my
interview, arrangements were made, and my journey to recovery began.
The moment I stepped onto the bus to Pretoria, I knew my life had to
change. At first, I struggled with anger and found it difficult to connect with
others, believing no one understood my pain. But New Hope truly gave me new
hope. I rebuilt my relationship with God, discovered my self-worth, and began
believing in my future again.
During the program, I gained valuable skills, including welding, and
completed a security course through SERA, earning my certificate. These
opportunities gave me real hope and direction. God showed me that my past does
not define me and that my life still has purpose.
Today, I want to use my story to help change other people’s lives. I want
my grandparents to be proud of the man I have become, and one day I want my
daughter to look at me and be proud of her father. I have come a long way from
the broken man who believed his life was over. What I once thought was
impossible, God made possible through New Hope Drug Crisis Centre.
Thank you, New Hope, for giving me my life back. And thank You, Heavenly Father, for never leaving me and for walking with me every step of the way..
"This heartfelt testimonial video shares a personal journey of transformation, highlighting real experiences, challenges overcome, and the positive impact that followed."