ABOUT STILL CREEK
"Hi, we are Still Creek Ranch."
The ranch has been in operation by the O'Quinns since 1988 and has been administrated all these years by Danny and Margaret O'Quinn.
MY STORY
I am Margaret O’Quinn. My husband, Danny, and I have been blessed by the Lord to do his work in caring for and raising disadvantaged children in Bryan, Texas. Our story, and the story of Still Creek Ranch, is a testament to God’s love for us and His faithfulness to this work. If you listen to our story, to the stories of our children and to the stories of the “miracles” that have sustained us, you will come to believe, as we do, that love never fails. God loves us and is faithful to us and puts goodness in people’s hearts so He may bless them. I am proud of Still Creek Ranch and the progress we have made. I am grateful, too, for all that we have accomplished and all we have been given. We still have major needs and we do not have the security of an endowment, but we have land and buildings and our children have food and clothes. It wasn’t always this way. Danny and I met and were married in New Mexico where he was training horses and I was working at a bank and tending bar on weekends. We had only known each other for three months but we both knew we were meant for each other. We were young and led a rough and tumble lifestyle that, selfishly, revolved just around us. After five years we had each other and four children but no meaningful future. Then we met Jesus Christ and nothing has ever been the same! We both heard the call of God and knew immediately that we needed to do something more with our lives, we just didn’t know what. Then we were confronted with our first “miracle.” In the middle of the night we found our youngest child, Kenny, gasping for breath and were rushing him to the hospital when he quit breathing. We stopped at the only house in sight with lights on and begged help from two total strangers. The man of the house, Jack Brewer, began CPR on Kenny and his wife joined me in prayer. When we reached the hospital Kenny was near death. He was flown to the Herman Hospital in Houston where they told us that even if he survived, which was doubtful, he would be mentally and physically challenged for the rest of his life, that there was no hope. Danny and I were on the verge of total despair when three days later Kenny remained unconscious in the intensive care unit. We went into a little room used as a hospital chapel, knelt down, and asked the Lord to heal our son or take him to His home and give us the strength to accept his death. When we left that chapel and returned to his floor, we heard Kenny’s voice. He had awakened from his coma and was asking for Danny.
Except for some slight paralysis he seemed fine and after remaining for several days of observation we returned home grateful to the Lord for our son’s recovery. We stopped to thank Jack Brewer, too, and tell him of our miracle. Little did we know that this encounter would lead to our second “miracle!” When God spared Kenny, Danny and I realized we should devote our lives to helping others. Danny attended a retreat held at a children’s home and when he returned he told me he thought we should devote our lives to helping underprivileged children. I knew he was right! From that moment we couldn’t think of anything else. We started dreaming about how and where we could devote our lives to helping children. Unfortunately, none of the children’s’ homes to which we applied wanted a couple with four children of their own. Who could blame them? A year passed when Jack Brewer, who had helped us on our way to the hospital with Kenny, stopped by to give us a copy of the book he had written, Called to Care, which included a chapter about our mid-night visit to his house and Kenny’s miraculous recovery. Unknown to us, Jack Brewer was the administrator of Boy’s Country, a children’s home in Houston and hearing of our plight offered us a job. On Christmas Eve, 1978, we gave away everything we owned and went to work for the Lord. We were at Boy’s Country for ten years, home parents and guardians to over a hundred children. In 1988, our daughter, now grown and gone, told us of a children’s residential treatment center in Bryan, Texas, that was closing. There was nothing there except a house, seven maladjusted boys and fourteen desolate acres of leased land. It was a difficult decision but, after a lot of prayer and with the encouragement of friends whose opinions we respected, we moved to Bryan and a new adventure. The next two years were the hardest of my life. I think I cried everyday. Although we worked hard, with never a day off, we had nothing. We depended upon the Lord and the kindness of strangers for every dime and slice of bread. We learned to trust in God for the impossible and our faith sustained us. The turning point came when we joined a congregation gathered to hear a “prophet” from Africa. This “prophet” knew all about us and Still Creek Ranch and asked everyone to pray for us as he enumerated out needs and goals. He even prophesized that a man, named Kenny, would arrive to assist us. We had never been to a meeting like this: we were unknown to anyone there but God used this man to speak of our future and it made the difference of a lifetime.
The following summer we met Ken Klein, a bachelor bookkeeper from Minnesota, at a bible conference in Dallas and invited him to visit Still Creek Ranch. When he arrived he brought with him a check for $10,000, part of an inheritance from an aunt. Ken had no idea how desperate we were before he arrived, feeding seven donated calves stale donuts just to keep them alive, collecting bent or unlabeled canned goods for dinner. Six months later he sold his home, gave away all of his possessions and joined Still Creek Ranch, an angel from heaven. With Ken’s assistance we shifted our focus away from residential treatment, with all of the problems associated with juvenile delinquency and drug abuse, to a children’s basic care facility. Our mission was to provide a loving home for children abandoned by their parents, families and society and give them the structure, discipline and education to become happy, independent and productive adults. Initially we were just a boy’s home, our youngest daughter the only girl on the ranch. Our next “big miracle” occurred on Christmas Eve, 1994. We were wrapping presents and baking pies when three children were literally dumped on our doorstep: two boys and a little girl! These children had nothing but the rags on their backs and no place to go. We bathed these children and gave them clothes and Christmas presents and brought them into our family. It was a special, memorable Christmas. We had consciously avoided girls at Still Creek Ranch and had planned to remain just a boy’s home. Evidently, God had another plan. Three days after our first girl’s arrival a stranger appeared who stated that he wanted to donate 20 acres upon which to build a girls’ home. He said that even though he had never been religious he felt that God wanted him to donate the land specifically for a girls’ home. We, too, came to believe that God wanted us to include girls. Three years later we finished the girls’ home and girls are now an integral part of Still Creek Ranch. The Jensen Foundation, funded by a wonderful family in Dallas, Texas, gave us the money to build the most beautiful girl’s home we could imagine. When we finished the construction four girls moved into their new home. These were girls who had never had their own bed, wore cast off clothes and were never sure where their next meal was coming, now safe and sound in their own home. The girls had a loving home in which to grow and we had lives enriched by their presence.
Our building program was very ambitious considering our resources. We didn’t then, and don’t now, believe in borrowing to fund our capital program. We build Still Creek Ranch as God provides. In answer to our prayers the landlord that leased us the original 14 acres deeded her entire 100 acres to us. When we desperately needed a school building and were praying for both the land and the funds to build one, a four acre lot next door came up for sale and, at the same time, we received a donation, equal to the sales price, from a widow in Bryan. We poured the foundations for the school (with bibles placed at each corner, literally building upon the word of God) and waited until we could afford the walls. Little by little funds came from many different sources. We began the school unsure of when or how we would complete it. We used portable toilets until we could afford plumbing. Slowly, with hard work and the charity of others, we became the Still Creek Ranch/School we are today. We are still building, adding new homes for the children. With the help of volunteers, Danny and the boys have done all of the work to build a mechanic’s shop, a welding shop, a woodworking shop and horse barns, from the ground up! We have been truly blessed. Every vehicle, every desk and piece of furniture and all of the furnishings have been donated. The Lord has given us this beautiful ministry and continues to provide for our needs. Our neighbors, Feathercrest Farms, have supplied us with ninety dozen eggs a month for the past eight years. Sam’s Club and Wal-Mart, local restaurants and other businesses continue to provide us with goods that are in perfect condition but can not be resold. The tools in our shops, our fifty plus pigs, the horses and cattle were all donated by people who loved us and trusted us to care for these children. We have been blessed by numerous “miracles” over the years; events occurring so timely and specifically to our needs that they couldn’t be mere coincidences, but, we believe, occurred by the grace of God: a bull breaking a leg and being donated to us when we were totally out of meat, a van, the same type and color we had dreamed, given to us just as our old one collapsed, the Garth Brooks foundation selecting us from hundreds of others to fund a building. The real miracles, however, have been the children who came to us from the most unfortunate circumstances and left us to lead happy and productive lives. These children’s successes give real meaning to all of our efforts and sacrifices and the good works of others.
One of my favorite stories is of a three-year old red haired girl. I had dreamed of a small red haired girl twice in the same night and, troubled by this dream, shared it with my secretary. That morning a young mother, with five small children and at her wit’s end, called to ask for help. She begged us to take her three-year old before she was forced to leave her in a parking lot. When this little red haired girl’s green eyes met mine I knew I had seen this child before, that God had placed her in my dreams to save her. We took her into our arms. She was later adopted by a couple who had tried unsuccessfully for years to have their own child and now lives a happy fulfilled life in a home filled with love. We thank God for allowing us to be a link in this child’s safety chain. Every child has a story, some very sad, and I could write volumes about how they came to us from the most excruciatingly painful circumstances, some abused physically and emotionally. One girl, whose mother was brutally raped and hospitalized, was found abandoned. She was severely emotionally scarred, eleven years old, a victim, too. We took her into our arms and with our love and care she blossomed into a beautiful young lady. Today she works as a nurse’s aid, attends college and dreams of becoming a doctor. Praise the Lord.
The miracles continue on a daily basis. This past several years we have seen the Lord expand our borders, again. In 1994 we were again at a home church meeting and a visiting prophet was preaching. As we entered the home, the prophet looked at us and stated that we were to never have financial difficulty again as he saw oil wells and land and we would speak to the oil and it would produce what we needed. He said our children would never be without clothing or shoes. (He had never laid eyes on us, nor us him). Again, God was working through a man to direct our steps. At the end of the word he gave us he said this oil was to be a belated birthday gift for me and that one of our old boys would call us speaking proverbs, to confirm what God was doing. In late Oct 2005 I was awakened at 12:28 on my digital clock. That is my birthday. I prayed and thanked God for my life and health, but the same time for two weeks straight, I woke at 12:28. I finally got my bible and began looking up scriptures with 12 chapters and 28 verses and I came to Ezekiel 12:28. It stated, “No longer will the prophecies be for a time far off, but now is the time for them.” When I read that, my spirit leaped within me and I knew it was time for God to do another miracle at Still Creek Ranch. I prayed daily that the Lord would bring the oil and supply for our kids. A few weeks later I was walking down our road and I felt the presence of the Lord with me and Him saying, this is the land. It was a 100 acre strip of land about 1 mile from our ranch, and it had oil wells on it. The next day my husband Danny went and talked to the people who owned the land with the oil and asked if they would be willing to sell their property. To our surprise they shared that they had put the land up for sale several weeks prior to his visit. They said if we could come up with a buyer, they would sell the land to us and give us the oil rights. The next week one of our first boys we had raised in Houston, called us and was reading proverbs to us over the phone, just like the man said. We got excited. I began making phone calls and called the Jensen foundation friends. We asked it they might be interested in buying the land for us and they said they would let us know. By this time it is November and the Jensen’s called us and asked if they could come in December to visit and look at the land. James Jensen bought the land for Still Creek Ranch on December 29th, just as the prophet said, a belated birthday gift. God is so big. Eleven years after the prophecy and we now receive about $1,000.00 monthly benefits from the wells. Our faith has increased daily as we watch the way He provides for our children.
Danny having his skills and love in horses had prayed for a covered arena for the kids to ride. One of our son’s friends decided he wanted to bless our home, so he chose to buy 15 acres next door to Still Creek Ranch and build us a horse arena. It is one of the finest facilities in our area. Now our kids have a wonderful place to ride, train and work with their horses on a daily basis, no matter what the weather is like. Little girls who have had a really hard time in life and felt like they were never in control of any areas of their lives now are gaining self esteem and confidence as they handle horses, which are much bigger than they are. One of our little Russian girls who came to us from a failed adoption had been in several situations where she had no hope and a lot of fears. Now she daily takes control of her horse by the reins and feels she can handle anything if she can handle this big horse. One child at a time we are seeing changes in expressions, feelings and security being built in our little ones. All of this happens because of good people out there who love kids and believe God can make the changes if we let Him as He provides through people who care. What a privilege we have to daily serve our faithful Father who is always on our side, who says “His mercies are new every morning”. Life is hard and a lot of our children have had a lot of heart aches before they came to us, but it is a joy unspeakable to watch them heal and be restored by the Love of God. Only God can change a heart and only God can heal. What a testimony we share.
Our story keeps growing. Daily we see miracles preformed by the Lord. We watch Sams Club donate daily out of their back door. Local Kroger stores have food drives, Olive Garden gives us food weekly and on and on. Some days we feel we are living in the heavenlies with all of the goodies that we have shared with us. All of the kids clothing and needs are met by individuals who care and share so freely. Their education is so important and we have seen many people pour their lives into these children. We have the most awesome staff who love and give daily. To be apart of this operations, is definately a GOD THING. I feel like Jesus some days in what He said in His word, "if I were to record all of the things God does, this book could not contain it all".
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