I am now a week gone from my home. Carla is in Houston in rehab and here I am in Wimberley. The following song means a lot to me. Listen to it carefully and follow along with the lyrics.
God is starting to deal with me and I am starting to feel his presence. It comes on slowly but as the song says, "Something calls to me". I was beginning to understand that I did have a problem with alcohol. There is a tendency to compare yourself with other alcoholics and addicts. I found myself wanting to say, I am not that bad. The real truth is that addiction is addiction. It really doesn't come in degrees. I know some will argue that point with me but that is what makes this disease so baffling. It can make you understand almost anything. I talk to my daughter and tell her I am thinking about staying the whole 30 days and not just the two weeks that she and I had agreed on. Turmoil is just around the corner for me and thankfully I had a relationship with God to help me through it. Wednesday night, I find God in the strangest of places.
As they say, "It happens."
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