The Children’s Justice Center

Last fall I was invited to a blogger charity event. I decided to go last minute and I wasn’t even sure what the charity was for. Some of my friends would be there (my kids would not), it was for a good cause, and there was food. It seemed like an overall good idea.

What I did not know was that it would shake me to the core.

The charity the benefit was for ended up being for was The Children’s Justice Center. I was not familiar with it before the event. I soon learned that it was a place that children went after being removed from an abusive situation. There they received care and counseling. The children each receive a teddy bear and love from all who work there.

We heard stores from people who as children, went to The Children’s Justice Center. I gasped for air at one point not even knowing I had been holding my breath. I sobbed. And I literally felt sick. Abuse, especially sexual abuse, is not something we like to think about. And for those of us lucky enough to have grown up in a happy home, we don’t generally think about it very often. We don’t think about it because when we do we are uncomfortable and ache for those who suffer from it. But ignoring it or just feeling sorry for them doesn’t help anyone.

That night they had an auction to raise money. My husband had just got a job after being laid off for a long time (our third unemployment at the time) and we were in the red big time. I couldn’t bid on anything and I felt terrible.

I went home and the stories and statistics haunted me. I couldn’t shake the sick feeling when I thought of all those kids who suffered at the hands of monsters. I sat in the rocking chair of my little boy’s room and wept while I watched them sleep. And I prayed for all those children who did not feel safe. Who were NOT safe.

Sometimes I leave from things like that and I want to change the world. I want to do something drastic like tour the country crusading for others. I want to drop everything I am doing and find a way to fix it. I want to win the lottery and give it all to those who need it.

And then my feet hit the ground with a thud and I try to be realistic. I have to look at my situation and do what I can do.

I did not have money. And I have four sweet little boys who kind of need me so crusading was out. But I had time. And I had my “talents”. So I emailed the director of the CJC and asked if there were any repairs that needed to be done at The Children’s Justice Center. It is in an old house so I thought that it might. She said that there were areas that could use new paint and that all the faucets needed to be repaired. So I offered to paint and replace the faucets.

Because I was flat broke at the time, I could not even afford to buy the paint and other needed supplies let alone new faucet for the whole place. So I reached out to some amazing brands that I knew would be on board with helping out.

And maybe the brands do not think it necessary, but I would like to thank them for their help :)

Moen sent the faucets that were needed for the bathrooms and kitchen.


Behr sent several gallons of paint.


One of the things that stood out to me that night of the charity event was when they talked about trying very hard to have the house feel like a home. Like grandma’s house. There were toys and snacks and even a cookie jar. For me, smell is a BIG thing in making my house feel cozy and comfortable. I wanted the CJC to smell like cookies just came out of the oven or like a bouquet of flowers were just cut and brought inside.

So I contacted one of my favorite Utah based companies, Ashman Candles, and asked if they would donate Beanie Melt warmer and some Beanie Melts. Beanie Melts are bits of highly scented wax that you melt and I am obsessed with them. I use them every day in my house.

They donated a warmer and a huge box of “homey” smelling Beanie Melts.

ashman beanie melts

So with my donated products in hand I set out to the Children’s Justice Center. Scheduling a time to work was tricky because no one but employees are allowed to be there when the children are there. It ended up being Saturday that worked best.

Because it was a Saturday and no one was working the director, Laura, needed to be there while I worked. She even helped paint a little. We chatted and she told me about how long it took them to fix up this old house and everything they had had to do to get it ready to be the CJC.

Laura told me about when they first opened the doors to this building for an open house. She said an elderly lady came who had once lived in this house as a little girl. This sweet older lady was thrilled that someone had bought the home and fixed it up. She said it made her happy that it was being made beautiful again.

And then Laura made the comparison between the house that need some love and the children who came to the house. We make things beautiful again, she said. The house had been neglected and needed a little care to be put back together. These precious children also need some care and need their lives to be put back together. They need to see beauty in the world again.

So I painted, and cried.

I was the only one painting so I focused solely on that. I had my good friend Brett, who is a plumber, come and install the faucets. I am grateful he was willing to come and do it free of charge.

I feel bad that I did not do more. There is still more work that could be done but with only one car and limited times I can go with their schedule it has made it hard.

So I am writing this post.

Because I have time, skills, and this blog. That is all I have to offer. And if I can use this platform to bring awareness, then that is kind of like crusading around the world.

So even if you don’t live in Utah County, there is a place in your area that does the same thing. I encourage you to find that place and see what you can do to help. Do they have fundraisers you can help with? Can you donate toys for them to play with while they are there or teddy bears that will be handed out? Or maybe you do have the funds to be able to donate.

I wish I could just fix it. I wish abuse never happened. But I am eternally grateful for those who so lovingly serve these children and help them see beauty again.



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  1. Cath says

    You’re such a good person, you make my eyes tear up. This was so moving. Thanks for the reality check. I’ll see what I can do.

  2. says

    This is an incredible post, Stacy. You saw that there was a need, and you did your best to fill it. This is a great time of year to remind people that there are others in need – and who have endured things that would haunt us. I am going to do my best to make sure that I pay it forward this holiday season.

    And I will share this post. I hope many others do as well.

  3. says

    So wonderful that you stumbled onto the charity and were able to make such a difference. I worked with a similar charity in college. We were able to work directly with the children and much of my time was spent doing art with the kids. It was a cathartic process for them. While I know everything that is done will never completely erase the abuse they suffered the help they receive truly can make a difference in their lives. So thank you for sharing, and to the sponsors for their donations!

  4. LucindaJ says

    A few years ago, I had the opportunity of touring the Logan CJC. I felt sick that it needed to exist at all, but also thankful that such places exist when they are needed. This is a good reminder to me that I may not be able to help in all the ways that I want to, but that I should help in whatever ways I can. :)

  5. says

    I recently attended a gala for a charity (TeamIMPACT, make sure you have tissues if you google it) There were donors there giving thousands, and there were college students there who gave their time. Charities need people to help on all levels, and every type of donation is is important no matter the size. Without the big $$ contributors the big may not get done, but without the everyday helpers the little and sometimes more important day to day stuff wouldn’t get done.
    What you did was as important as any donation made at the gala.
    Keep up the good work!

  6. says

    Thanks for sharing this story. My fiance was never abused but was put in foster care along with his brother and sister when he was younger due to drug problems in his family. Children are so helpless in situations where their parents neglect or abuse them and sometimes adults don’t realize how much impact they have on kids. I thank God everyday for how he turned out regardless of his situation. I think his childhood has encouraged him to start our ministry for kids in the neighborhood he grew up with. Children are just so precious and need all the love in the world. Even the smallest help makes the largest impact.

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