This isn’t about titles or credentials.
It’s about surviving long enough to tell the truth.

Michael – Heaven’s general, the angel who leads armies against darkness
Robert – lion-hearted
David – beloved warrior king
Drew – the one who rises again

My name told the story before I ever lived it.
I didn’t earn this calling. I bled into it.
And I’m still bleeding—on purpose.

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My name is Michael Robert Drew.
I was born and raised on Long Island, New York.
I’m not a pastor. I’m not a polished theologian.
I’m a father. A fighter.
A man who should’ve been dead, addicted, or silent…
but instead was told: “Write it down. Say everything.”

I grew up ordinary—a kid chasing dreams on Long Island, chasing money in the mortgage world, chasing escape through addiction.
On the outside, I looked fine.
Inside, I was falling apart.
What I thought was survival was really slow death.

But in the middle of the wreckage, something else kept showing up—patterns, signs, and moments too precise to ignore. They weren’t random. They were coincidences with fingerprints.
That’s why I built the Photo Evidence Archive.
It’s not just my words that tell this story—it’s the proof stitched into my real life.