Each day we have a choice. Each crossing has its fork. Which one do you take: the path that seems more alluring, yet crooked, or the path that looks plain and straight? We long to take the way that leads to life. However, when we look around, it appears that we’ve lost our direction. How do we get on the right track, when we know that we can’t go back, but must move forward?
How do I get on the right track, when I can’t go back?
I cannot be the only one in the recovery community to face this question.
So let’s look at it.
God? I know You’re here in cyberspace with us. You’re everywhere. You promised never to leave me alone or forsake me, right?
the consequences of these choices I made when I was too young to know better are SPANKING MY BOOTIE, God.
I need a hug.
Thank You for bringing me through these ❤ breaking results.
I love You.
I’m hanging on. 🌻