Are you caught in the chains of doubt, confusion, hopelessness, fear and pain that crushes you to the core of all that you are and all that you have ever hoped to be?
Do you know what it means to experience the Sunday morning sidewalks and you understand being alone between the dark and the light?
I have been in that place of living hell as well. I have stood with a bottle in one hand and a gun in the other screaming from deep in my own soul, God where are you?? I have walked down Saturday night sidewalks only vaguely knowing where I was or what I was doing.
The Lord knows it all did not start that way. My great, great, grand father and great, grand father were Methodist circuit riders in Tennessee. My Father was in the ministry over 50 years. I was raised in church and Christian schools. I remember weeping as a boy when they would sing Amazing Grace and my dad would preach and I would feel a power inexplicable to me. Yet, somehow I lost my way. Life became as black as hell itself and for me, life eventually became self will run riot; it seemed that I was gripped at the throat and held in bondage by alcohol and a life style that violated every value I once held dear. Finally, anything was better than my life as I knew it. At the very edge of the precipice I stood in terror and looked into the abyss. I leaped anyway. I found God. Slowly but surely that leap of faith led me back to the Christ and Savior of my youth. The chains of bondage were being broken slowly at first but nevertheless broken.
I will never forget as I began to wake up from the nightmare and to again walk among the living. I remember the first time I saw leaves on a tree and how I felt awe and wonder at such simplicity and beauty and clarity and the sadness that I felt at the losses of my life, including missing out on the simple pleasures. I knew even then that I wanted to dedicate my life to the person suffering from alcoholism and drug addiction.
Thirty three years later I continue to fulfill my passion to give a drink of cold water and a word of hope for those who are where I was.
Paul the Apostle who wrote a large portion of the New Testament in the Bible said: "I can anticipate the response that is coming: I know that all God’s commands are spiritual, but I’m not. Isn’t this also your experience? Yes. I’m full of myself—after all, I’ve spent a long time in sin’s prison. What I don’t understand about myself is that I decide one way, but then I act another, doing things I absolutely despise. So if I can’t be trusted to figure out what is best for myself and then do it, it becomes obvious that God’s command is necessary."
The good news for you is that if I found my way back home then so can you!
God is the same yesterday today and for ever, He does not change. The Jesus who walked the shores of Galilee healing the sick and loosening the chains of bondage is still in the miracle working business and He has heard your cry and is saying to you today, come home, come home. I Have not left you and I never will. You left me but I have been there waiting, patiently waiting for your return. Its time to bring out the fatted calf and start the celebration.
Because of Him,
Eternal Awakenings Christian Rehab