Day 62 at the Midnight Mission Recovery Program: "Then and Now: I Am on My Way"



Day 62 at the Midnight Mission Recovery Program


"Then and Now: I Am on My Way"


From being jobless, hopeless and full of drugs, to being sober, clean, on work therapy and full of life! It's been quite the rollercoaster 🎢.  Here's a little writing I have been inspired, at this moment, to put down:


I have been in the valley of death; I am climbing the mountain to a better life. The potential to fall is real, the slope is slippery, but my will and my spirit is stronger than it has been in just a year ago today. 🌄⭐🙏


Change is real but it takes work. Faith without works is dead. Thoughts and feelings are meaningless without action. I thank Spirit, the God of my understanding, for working in my life and granting me the answer to my pitiful prayers. ❤️


I look back at this person of a year ago, I see things I recognize but there are parts I do not. I can't say I'm different, it's only been 2 months, but I can say that a change is taking place. Slowly, but surely. 


The ashes are starting to clear, the warmth from the fires and embers of my past still lit and smoldering. but there amidst the burnt parts of my former self, a feather lies waiting. Crimson and red as the blood spilt from my sacrifice. 


The regeneration is just beginning but soon, sooner than I can imagine, Spirit will transform that crimson feather and in a flash of holy brilliance I will rise again like the Phoenix. 


Right now, I'm just a smoking corpse, the burnt log of a forgotten pyre. If I am still in my soul, if I am patient as a stone, and with action of heart and mind, I will become new and whole again. 


I'm not there yet, it would be ignorant and arrogant to think otherwise. I would be incomplete if I were to claim victory so soon. But the process is under way. As a wisp of my soul floats over the charred remains of my fallen self, I hear Spirit reassure me to wait and have faith. I hear my mother encouraging me from beyond the veil. I feel the support of my ancestors, the strength of my blood which drips from the tears of my poor, pitiful soul.  There is no strength without pain. 


I am not there yet. But the process is in my works. The change is coming as it inevitably must. Spirit guides me through the ghostly realm of this purgatory to find the pieces of myself missing from this incomplete form. The promise of wholeness and rebirth are thundering within me generating a pulse of hope, love and freedom! 


I am not there yet, but I am on my way. Spirit Guide Me! ⭐🙏



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