{"id":9215,"date":"2022-11-22T04:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-11-22T09:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.destinyrescue.org\/?p=9215"},"modified":"2025-04-04T10:48:32","modified_gmt":"2025-04-04T15:48:32","slug":"she-changed-her-name-to-victory","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.destinyrescue.org\/blog\/she-changed-her-name-to-victory\/","title":{"rendered":"She Changed Her Name to Victory"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Updated April 2025<\/em><\/h5>\n
Namazzi faced unimaginable hardship from an early age.<\/span><\/h5>\n

She never knew her mother, and her father abandoned her with her grandmother when she was very young. But because of her grandmother\u2019s cruelty and abuse, she ran away and ended up in a crime-ridden slum in a large city. The wrongs she endured twisted her sense of value: Namazzi began to hate herself.<\/span><\/p>\n

When she was just 12 years old, Namazzi turned to drugs to cope with the trauma of abuse.<\/span><\/p>\n

By age 13, she was entrapped in a brothel, addicted to opiates and pregnant. <\/span>With no support system, she was forced to give birth alone\u2013without medical care\u2013twice. Her first baby tragically died in childbirth; the father took her second baby away. Barely into her teens<\/span>,<\/span> Namazzi had already lost two children. <\/span><\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n

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Rescue agents working in Uganda <\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n
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Life in the Brothel<\/span><\/h3>\n

Brothels in Uganda ensnare young women and children by charging desperate girls exorbitant rent daily for a place to stay. To keep a roof over her head, Namazzi sold the only thing she had: her body.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Nemazzi was forced to go to extremes to continue living with the guilt and self-loathing she endured. She fell even deeper into her drug addiction\u2013to the point of using stolen jet fuel to get high.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hopeless and hurting, she began to think of herself in a term locals use for addicts: <\/span>spoilt<\/span><\/i>.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

But one day, as she was in the act of taking drugs, someone stopped to talk to her.<\/span><\/p>\n

A way out<\/span><\/h3>\n

That person was one of our Destiny Rescue rescue agents. Namazzi resisted when he offered her a way out of her desperate situation<\/span>.<\/span> \u201cNo one had [ever] helped me,\u201d said Namazzi. \u201cI had lost hope.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Gripped by hopelessness, she argued that nothing could be done for her. \u201cI thought God was not there,\u201d she said.<\/span><\/p>\n

But our rescue agent didn\u2019t give up. Drawn by the offer of food, Namazzi finally took the first step toward freedom by enrolling in our residential program.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Beds at the residential care home in Uganda<\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n\n

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Her journey to freedom wasn\u2019t easy.<\/span><\/p>\n

Moving into the home brought its own challenges. During her first month, Namazzi suffered terrible withdrawal symptoms as her body responded to life without drugs. She was wracked by guilt and shame, worried that she\u2019d end up \u2018spoiling\u2019 the other girls in the home.<\/span><\/p>\n

Things came to a head when a few other girls, still early in their recovery journeys, reminded her of the darkness of her past. Overwhelmed with self-loathing, she attempted to end her life by jumping into a deep well.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

A turning point<\/span><\/h3>\n

But her story didn\u2019t end there. She survived the fall and was discovered by one of the other girls in the home. Even then, Namazzi fought rescue: she yelled to the other girl, \u201cDon\u2019t tell anyone; I want to die in here.\u201d Despite her protests, she was freed and brought back to the home.<\/span><\/p>\n

The counselors tenderly guided her to gradually develop a healthier view of herself. Namazzi recalls realizing that \u201call the girls who are here also went through the same situation.\u201d As her counseling continued, she came to see herself as God sees her: a cherished child worthy of His love.<\/span><\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n

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\u201cI found the Lord. Because\u2026the project changed me, I serve the Lord,\u201d Namazzi shared.<\/span><\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n\n

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One night, Namazzi had a startling dream. In it, she heard a voice tell her to change her name. In her language, her new name means <\/span>Victory<\/b>.<\/span><\/p>\n

That name change is indicative of what has happened in Victory\u2019s life. Now, she praises God in the church choir and even counsels other girls with similar stories. She has plans to open her own boutique. Her songs are full of joy, and her heart is full of gratitude:\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n

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I thank the Lord God. I thank you all for bringing this project (to my area). Thank you very much!\u201d<\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n

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Victory (white dress) at choir practice<\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n\n

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April 2025:<\/p>\n

Today, Victory is still free. She works in a large local market and loves worshipping God in her church choir.<\/span><\/p>\n

That doesn\u2019t mean life is easy. While she\u2019s still had to pivot when jobs don\u2019t pan out, the indomitable survivor drives forward, trusting God as she chases her dreams.<\/span><\/p>\n

She credits her Savior with her new life:\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n

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\u201cI am so grateful to God,\u201d Victory said. \u201cEver since I surrendered my life to Christ many things have changed. I have Peace, Joy and Living Hope.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n\n