Chances Are…

The chances are that you are in recovery. It’s really only a question of “from what?” Live long enough and you’re sure to get waylaid or discombobulated one time or another. That’s the way life is, at times. A vast network of valleys lay between mountaintops. Sometimes, you may find yourself too exhausted to climb out of the pit, or you think you’ve hit rock bottom when you feel your feet dangling off the edge, reminding you that there is at least one more big fall to come before your face hits the solid dirt.

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People warned you. Loved ones attempted to intervene. You didn’t listen. You knew better. Maybe you tried a number of times to get out of the “in” door you should have never walked through, to begin with. But curiosity got the better of you. Yet, there you are. There you find yourself. What now? You got to decide. Can’t nobody do it for you except you. You got to want it for yourself. It won’t work if you don’t. You can’t free yourself from the chains of addiction unless it’s for your own survival. No matter what you tell yourself, bear in mind that you do have value. You do matter. Your life is important. Fight for it. Fight for you. It works if you work it.

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Some Days Are Harder Than Others

Life is downright hard some days. You juggle multiple irons burning in the fire at near lightspeed and manage to accomplish the laundry list of to-dos without overstepping your boundaries or hurting anyone. All day, you’ve managed to keep all four wheels between the lines as you truck down life’s highway. And then life deals you an unexpected blow or smacks you in the face with all its force for no other apparent reason other than because it can. You know—those moments where life takes your breath away but not in a good way. As people of faith, we are not immune from these valleys we stumble into along our journey. Life hurts. Yes, Virginia: the Struggle is real. 

What do we do?

As believers, we are called to continue on, faithfully, walking humbly, acting gently, being grateful, and nurturing a spirit of forgiveness. In our words and deeds, we show love, blessing even those who curse us. Even when it hurts. Yes, we mourn, and we grieve. Yes, we fervently pray, begging God for relief from our struggles. But it doesn’t end there. We get up and go on, moving forward, towards the prize, running the race with all our might until the very end.

As redeemed children of God Most High, we are all in recovery, rescued from our shortcomings, no longer bound by the chains of sin, while all the while, day by day, learning how to live life because He lives. It’s not easy. We aren’t perfect. But we are changed, no longer the same. Like new creations learning to find our way, we stumble, and we struggle, getting up after each fall.

God is SO good. Even on our worst days, He shepherds us, providing all we need to maneuver through the trials and tribulations this earthly life brings, from time to time during different seasons. In our plight, we turn to the Lord, showing our dependence on Him to traverse the storms life brings our way.

Jesus Calms a Storm Matthew 8:23-27 (ESV)
And when he got into the boat, his disciples followed him. And behold, there arose a great storm on the sea, so that the boat was being swamped by the waves; but he was asleep. And they went and woke him, saying, “Save us, Lord; we are perishing.” And he said to them, “Why are you afraid, O you of little faith?” Then he rose and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. And the men marveled, saying, “What sort of man is this, that even winds and sea obey him?”

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