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What Happens in the Neighborhood

Stays in the Neighborhood

Leading People Toward a Better Path With Jesus 

We all go through trials in life. There are also times when we feel like everybody is against us and nobody is on our side. That is why we make poor decisions that bring harm, either to us or the people around us. However, we often forget that there is someone who constantly cares for us and there is HOPE.  Be sure to check out the second page of this website to see their vision and reach out on the third page.

Broken Vessels Ministry in Tennessee is here to remind people, especially those who have strayed from the right path and have trodden a dark road, that Jesus loves them. Jesus leaving the 99 to find the one seems irrational and senseless—until that one is you.

About Us


Broken Vessels Ministry is a nonprofit, Jesus-centered recovery and rehabilitation organization that started in February of 2018.   We are not a rehab, but we can assist getting you into a rehab.  Through our programs, we are dedicated to giving hope to individuals.  We offer our assistance to people who are beginning to lose hope, and suffering from substance abuse.   Once you get out of rehab, we can assist with teaching how to cope with life as well as work skills.  

Weekly Hope Meeting 

Every Friday night, we gather together and strengthen one another in the Lord during our Hope Meetings. Please contact us for details as the meeting locations are subject to change. 


A Story of Grace and Redemption

Our founders, Chris and Melinda Simpson, met in 1988. Over the years, they have experienced ups and downs. Chris was an alcoholic, while Melinda was a control freak. They remained that way until Jesus heard their cries for help.

In 1999, Jesus found Melinda in despair and saved her. Melinda’s heart has been on fire for the Lord ever since. Around a year later, Jesus found Chris in desperation. Immediately, the Lord rescued him by taking away his longing for alcohol.

Their life experiences were a way for God to work in their lives. During the rough times, the Lord was ever gracious and merciful that He aided them in their troubles. Jesus also led the couple back together.

Now, they are passionate about helping others who are suffering from addiction, people who have feelings of hopelessness, and those who are struggling daily to survive in a world where there are many temptations .

Their hearts’ desire is to teach others that there is a better way and deliverance is available to us all. Read the personal testimonials of our founders to see the Lord’s role in their lives and how He delivered them out of darkness.

When the heart of man touches the heart of God—miracles happen.

- Chet Murrell

The Testimonies of Our Owners

Chris Simpson 

“My name is Chris, one of the founders of Broken Vessels Ministry. I would like to share with you my personal testimony. I am a redeemed addict/alcoholic. My testimony is condensed, sharing the high points over the last 47 years of my life.

My real father abandoned my mother and me at the age of 5. I was severely physically abused by my stepfather for many years, until my mother was able to leave him. I became an alcoholic by the time I was 17 years old, and I got married at the age of 18 to my current wife.

In the year 2000, I gave my heart to Jesus. Some people have life-changing experiences when they encounter God. I had a curiosity. Even still, I prayed and asked the Lord to take the desire of alcohol way, and in that instant, it was gone.

I went to church on a regular basis. However, my wife and I both still smoked weed at this point.

In 2003, we had seven deaths in seven months of “close” family members. The eight month, which was January of 2004, I was walking the rafters of an attic when my foot slipped. I went through the ceiling and was hanging on by my arms with tools in my hand, looking below at the 30-foot drop. I just knew that if I fell, I was gone for good.

There was a baby grand piano below me and a staircase. There was no way I was going to survive. After a few minutes of dangling and struggling to get back into the attic, my arms gave out and I could no longer hang on.

As I was falling, everything seemed in slow motion, and my whole life flashed before my eyes like a video playing in my head. It honestly seemed like it took 15 minutes for me to hit the floor, but it was really only a few seconds.

I landed standing straight up onto a marble floor. The impact crushed both my feet and ankles as well as broke my back and breastbone. I was admitted to the trauma unit at Vanderbilt and became bedbound for months. The injury was so severe that I could only move around using a wheelchair. The doctors said I would never walk again.

I was reminded of something: God doesn’t add another day in your life because you need it—He adds it because someone out there needs you.  With determination, I was able to walk with a cane 8 months later—not well, but walking nonetheless.

Fast forward to 2014/2015, I had depended on pain medication to live for the past 11 years, and it was to a point where I no longer had the ability to choose whether I use it or not. After all, it was prescription medication and I did have “real daily pain.” My wife of 27 years was at her limit with my addictions over the years, so in November of 2014, we separated as she was drawing healthy boundary lines for our family.

I prayed several years before, asking God to make me the man He created me to be, not the man I have become  and boy, God was surely doing it, just not like the way I wanted it to be done.  Anyway, in March of 2015, through a series of events that only God could orchestrate, I ended up 2,000 miles away in a rehab in California. I had 2 surgeries while I was there to help me with the constant pain in my back, feet, and ankles.

I had never felt so alone. At one point, while I was detoxing in my 1st week there, I was sitting in the garden out back with my face in my hands, crying, and I remember thinking, “I cannot do this.” Suddenly, a man walked up to me, put his hand on my shoulder, and said these words: “Chris, I know what you are going through, and the only way out of it is through it”.

At this point, I lifted my head out of my hands, turned to look, and caught a glimpse of the man walking around the corner. I fell to my knees and said, “Lord, either heal me or kill me, and at this point, I do not care which.” As soon as the words came out of my mouth, at the next breath, something that I was not going to say came out of my mouth, and it was, “Not my will, but yours be done.”

After that, I physically felt God hug me, and I mean He hugged me tightly. I had an experience at that moment that changed my life forever. At that moment, I realized that sometimes God delivers you out of your situation, and other times He delivers you in it.

I still had to go through the program, but from that moment, I never had the desire for any drug at all. I was totally delivered, and I had an encounter with God. All I had to do was surrender, and God did the rest. When I came back to Tennessee after the rehab, God also restored my relationship with my wife and our kids.

All of that was broken and my whole life—God restored it ALL! I now have a relationship with Jesus Christ, not just knowledge of Him. It is not about religion, but about relationship.”

No man is ever the same after God has laid His hand upon him.

- AW Tozer

Melinda Simpson

“My name is Melinda, wife of Chris, and one of the founders of Broken Vessels Ministry. I have so many testimonies that I could write a book.

I think it is important to share here that I have not been an alcoholic or an addict, but I have lived with one for 27 years. That is what makes Chris and me such a supporting team to those who are in need. We can relate to both: the one caught in addiction as well as the supporting family and friends of
those who are struggling.

I was physically abused at the young age of 3. This caused me to build several defense mechanisms to survive in the harsh reality of my younger years. As an adult, those same defense mechanisms destroyed me and those who are around me.

I never knew love, how to deal with emotions, or how to function outside of control. When things became out of control, my only emotion was anger. Although I loved as best as I knew how, I kept building walls to keep everyone who really loved me at a safe distance.

I never really did drugs, but I did smoke weed all my life until God told me to stop. I was extremely rebellious, disregarded any authority, and was very self-sufficient—I didn’t need anyone. However, on the 31st of October 1999, I got saved. My heart has been on fire for God ever since that moment. I gleaned everything I could, soaking up everything like a sponge.

God started dealing with my heart immediately, and over the course of 19 years, he has peeled my walls, like layers to an onion, one layer at a time. When Chris, my alcoholic and addict husband, went to rehab in 2015, I had already planned on filing for divorce. I loved him; nevertheless, I could not join the ride any longer. I was done.

In spite of that, God told me to wait. My response to Him was, “Really? I have been waiting for 27 years.” I remember thinking when my husband left, “I hope God gets ahold of him”, but while he was gone, God actually got ahold of me.

I spent those 90 days wailing as God kept revealing things in my heart. He made me realize how I had handled situations in my life wrongly. Don’t ever think that the other person is always the problem, the way I did. Most times, the problem is the person looking back at you in the mirror: yourself!

Isn’t it funny how God works? While he had my husband 2,000 miles away, he was stripping me of the defense mechanisms I learned as a young
child for survival.

Once Chris came back to Tennessee, I didn’t believe he would change, so I was hesitant. However, I did notice that his countenance was different when I first saw him again. So I waited and watched for about 6 weeks. After that, I let go and let God.

God fully restored our relationship, and it is better now than I ever dreamed. The last 3 years of his sobriety has been the hardest for me (go figure). I have had to learn to trust him, let him be the head of the house, and forget everything I have done to “keep things together” the last 27 years.

I am still learning who the real Melinda is, the woman that God created to be Chris’ helpmate. It’s a beautiful challenge. We now keep on growing together. God has used our 27 years of mess to help others. I can’t think of anything more than I could ask for. Every day is hopeful, and we would love to share that hope with you and your loved ones.

I am passionate about the Lord, and everything we do in life is all about Jesus! Even when we don’t see it, He is working on our behalf.”

Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.

- J.K. Rowling

Broken Vessels Ministry

Phone: (615) 476-0356| Email:

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