…can we just be Broken Together?
In the depths of addiction, I lost my song. As I rebuild my life in recovery, I’m seeking to lift my voice again and use music to bring others hope. This is the story of my journey to find harmony after hitting rock bottom.
Addiction trained and controlled me, much like a circus elephant is broken then manipulated. But I learned there is always hope for freedom. This is the story of how I escaped addiction’s shackles and got my life back on track after years trapped in its grip.
Today we talk about removing our “devices of control” and (like the Barnum and Bailey elephants) finding freedom… and PEACE!
Fairy tales paint a picture of happily ever after. But in the grips of addiction, my story was far from perfect. This is how an imperfect life found redemption and a new happily ever after through recovery.
Ever feel like C.S. Lewis? “…go to Him (God) when your need is desperate, when all other help is vain, and what do you find? A door slammed in your face, and a sound of bolting and double bolting on the inside. After that, silence… There are no lights in the windows. It might be an EMPTY HOUSE. Was it ever inhabited? It seemed so once.”
Today, we’ll figure out how to fill our empty lives with the things that will allow us to forever banish our demons, and to fill our souls with joy and “…wisdom and great treasures of knowledge, even hidden treasures.”