Jamie the Very Worst Missionary: Where's the Sanctuary? "I remembered so vividly being the girl with her face pressed against the glass, broken and hurting, crushed by the weight of a world I couldn't seem to navigate. It was desperation that sent me out in search of a place of Rest and Peace and Nourishment. I was hopeless and shameful, lost and wandering. The first time I walked into a church, I wasn't looking for salvation. I was looking for Sanctuary. And she met me at the door."