Posted in Journal, Recovery, Spirituality, Writing

I Didn’t Relapse

It’s been some time since I’ve posted anything, but so much has happened since the last time. When I got my job it started taking up so much of my time that I’ve been slacking on journaling my recovery on this thing. I celebrated a year of sobriety on November 14, 2019. Since the last time I’ve posted I’ve become involved in an amazing relationship with an amazing guy. I’ve moved away from my home state. I’ve gotten my own crib, and I’ve gotten a “new” car. So much has transpired within a year. It’s hard to believe that a year ago I was a resident at Faith Home wondering how to get my life together. I was so lost, but I was lost in a safe place. That place, meaning Faith Home, helped me develop my estranged relationship with God and the rest I history. He did his thing, but most importantly He has just been the most incredible Being. Words can’t express my love and gratitude for Him just being who He is. If He never gave me another thing, I’d still praise Him. I can’t stop bragging on Him. Okay, let’s talk about how I’m doing for second. I’m trying to maintain peace in my life. In all situations I’m trying not to be anxious and over the top because I can be a worrier. I’m trying to be a warrior, not a worrier. The thing about God’s blessings is that they come with a ton a responsibilities. My goal is to not fail, which means I have to trust Him all the more and not myself. As soon as I start looking to myself to provide for myself, I fail. So, as He is the Father and provider I have to keep my faith in Him at the forefront of my life. That task is sometimes harder than it sounds. I’ll blog more about it later. I have to get ready for meeting.

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Son of a preacher. College graduate in Mass Communications. Photographer. Writer. Creative. Innovative. Lyricist. Child of God. Lion Hearted Lamb. Addict.

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