Authentic Stories Sharing His Authentic Love
“To Become” Have I become a wretched soul Emotions held in grips untold. For pain has faltered And despair discreet, Of darkened hearts in tragedy. And while no tears escape, I shutter in fear of Satan’s fate, Of lost souls in temporary hold. There’s jealousy of addictions grasp, That holds a hand I held last. …
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Some call me strong.But no, it’s not me.I am weak.I am tired.I am broken. It is Christ in me who holds me up.He pushes me on.He carries me. He is my strength and rock.A foundation of all I am.I am but a jar of clay holding a priceless treasure..Christ in me. Through every trial I …
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The challenge of forgiving is real. we don’t desire to live poisoned and enduring the outcome of unforgiveness. Holding this grudge sets off a firestorm within. Depression, anxiety, and life-altering stress can rapidly transform our thoughts, actions, and physical health.
Releasing is where we meet the calm peace in hope. We can see the light again and see past the pain to the possibilities of better tomorrows.
You are leaving the insanity of a situation that you’ve probably lived through for years. You are allowed to walk away and love from a distance. It’s the interaction that changes, not your love. They won’t like it, accept it, or understand. That’s not your problem or responsibility.
“I don’t like the words ‘give up’ because that’s not what family members of people with substance issues do. We stop being in the addiction. We stop assisting the addiction.” We don’t give up, we let go.
These are the facts of one dark world within a dark world. We can't hide the truth that sin exists within addiction as it does in corporate America, Washington DC, Christian homes, and the church.
A talk about the real challenge of staying hopeful against the raw reality of family addiction.
…when I have a meltdown and lose perspective; when I wallow in self pity and become a negative reflection of my once bright and dreaming self- I ask for some grace and understanding. Forgive me for raining on your parade. Forgive me for infiltrating your happy story with any sad sidebars…
…when I have a meltdown and lose perspective; when I wallow in self pity and become a negative reflection of my once bright and dreaming self- I ask for some grace and understanding. Forgive me for raining on your parade. Forgive me for infiltrating your happy story with any sad sidebars…
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