I
remember a very early morning in late April 2015. Snuggled up in a
nice, warm bed and safe, finally, I was awakened by a steady pouring rain right
outside the window. It was still pitch dark. My first thought was a flood of extreme gratitude to God for, yet again, saving me from myself.
As I gently clasped my hands beneath my chin, I began to pray in a quiet, whispered
desperation, almost in a chant, "God, please help me stay sober.
God, please help me stay sober. God, please help me stay
sober." Over and over again. Somewhere in that prayer,
deep down inside the core of my being, I heard these words, quite distinctly,
"Gay, My darling, I have given you everything that you need to stay
sober. I have already equipped you with all of the tools for your journey. You need simply to pick them up and put them
into ACTION. This is YOUR journey, Gay. You must WALK IT OUT. Do not
fear. I will be with you."
I
became acutely aware in those moments that I was not only responsible for the
success of my recovery but for the failure of it as well. That God had,
indeed, provided me with everything that I needed and would continue to provide
for me throughout the journey. The kicker was ... I had to do my part (and still do!), to
the best of my ability, one day at a time, one foot in front of the other, left foot, right foot, don't drink no matter what ... Oh boy! So far, to this day, four whole years later, that prayer has been faithfully answered
on a daily basis and I have absolutely no reason to believe that it will not continue to be answered in the future, as long as I do my part.
Some days are as easy as Sunday morning and other days are like, "You'd better get your war paint on, Gay, because THIS IS WAR!" Haha, thankfully, today, I have lots and lots of PAINT and, on most days, I can put it on all by myself. Yet, on some days, I have to ask another warrior to help me. Annnd, guess what??? God has provided me with an abundance of those as well!
Some days are as easy as Sunday morning and other days are like, "You'd better get your war paint on, Gay, because THIS IS WAR!" Haha, thankfully, today, I have lots and lots of PAINT and, on most days, I can put it on all by myself. Yet, on some days, I have to ask another warrior to help me. Annnd, guess what??? God has provided me with an abundance of those as well!
It
hasn't been the easiest of times. This life is not easy and change is sometimes painful. However, it has been the best of times, EVER. Thank You, God!!
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Years Down --- Forever to Go.
"Get up! Pick up your mat and walk." ---Jesus John 5:1-14
"The reason 'help' is such a great prayer is because God is the gift of desperation. When you're in despair, you're teachable." ---Anne Lamott
"Get up! Pick up your mat and walk." ---Jesus John 5:1-14
"The reason 'help' is such a great prayer is because God is the gift of desperation. When you're in despair, you're teachable." ---Anne Lamott