"Lord, do I have enough in me to handle this"
This Christian momma is tired- but here sits another experience in the travels of addiction. I learned it can’t be me, I can’t save, fix, or carry the weight of an addiction I don’t have.
When I came to the end of myself, I stopped holding on to hope in you and transferred it back to hope in Him.
I wake up every day and my first thought has remained ‘is she alive today?’ for years. I thought it the first time she disappeared and it hasn’t gone away since. The tough decisions that I’ve made were the right ones, but that doesn’t mean they don’t wear on me. I couldn’t live in an …
You worked every angle to get your way. We worked every opportunity to help you live.
Can we just pass on into January and let this time float into the unknown?
The best question I read was, “Where do I end and the other person begins?”
Listen to one mom’s letter of praise and gratitude for one son’s fight to live!