It's Tuesday, Nov. 9 and my sister takes me to see my wife at St. David's Hospital. I know the following song shows talks about a baby, but in many ways I became a babe in Christ that day. Listen to the song, while you read my post.
Well, all I really remember is being in my wife's room at the hospital with my daughter. I remember just chatting for awhile and then Dr. Rice comes in. He's the doctor dealing with my wife's liver problems. He goes on to say that she has alcoholic hepatitis which was caused by alcohol. That was the reason that she had turned yellow. Her liver was swollen and she was sick. Dr. Rice looked straight at her and said that the next drink of alcohol could kill her. She told him straight up that she was through drinking. Now comes the God part. This doctor then turns to me and says that in situations like this the spouse has an alcohol problem too. I have never seen this man before and he called me out. I told him that I was through drinking too. I knew that right then and there God got my attention. God showed himself to me through a doctor, a complete stranger. He happened to come in while I was in her room. It was then and there that I realized how unmanageable my life had become, but God was ready to help. What a blessing.
My journey to sobriety starts that evening. My daughter had already asked me to get help in counseling and I said no that I could handle it. She told me I could either do it the easy way or the hard way.
Of course an alcoholic will pick the hard way. THE INTERVENTION is next.
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