Today marks a milestone for me personally. As one who spent a large part of my life using and abusing alchohol and drugs the very thought, at one time, of ever quitting was simply non-excistent.
I knew I had an addiction and I did not care. Even though it caused those close to me a lot of hurt, sorrow, and pain I selfishly put my addictive needs ahead of them. This, of course, is a natural reflective attitude of the "ME" generation as well as the sinful nature of the flesh that seeks to continually supplement it's lustful desire's at any cost regardless of the fact that it is at the expense of other's.
Deep down, even when I had my moments of wanting to quit, it seemed no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't. Going an entire week without a drink for me was not only considered a miracle but also painful. Alcohol for me was like blood to a vampire. I craved it when it was not in my system.
Eventually, as I realised just how enslaved I was to it, I would drink more to Numb myself from that very painful reality. What a dismal way to live life. Who could rescue me from this dark abyss? I know I couldn't do it. Even AA couldn't do it for me.
But there was one who sought me out, came into my life at my lowest, and rescued me from what could have been a shortened life with nothing to show for it but loss.
Today, I thank my King, my brother, my friend, my Saviour, and my Redeemer. Thank you Jesus for loving me when I was unlovable. Thank you for rescuing me when I did not deserve it. Thank you for seeing value in me. Thank you for your patience, grace, kindness, and guidance. Thank you for giving me a life that has meaning, purpose, and fulfillment. Thank you for 10 years of sobriety. I could never have done it without you.
Until next time...
