They say life is a journey. My life began December 8, 1968. My journey started exactly 33 years later, my wedding day. My Man–my very best friend–knows all of my secrets, all of my demons, all of my shit. And yet, he chooses to love me in spite of myself. He has never once expected me to be anything other than the person that he somehow knew I was, long before I ever knew it.
There have been many defining moments throughout my journey and even more defining seasons. I now see how all of those moments and seasons were knit together to bring me to where I am today.
And where I am today is Sober.
“You cannot amputate your history from your destiny…My past is something Jesus takes hold of and makes into a destiny. That’s called redemption.”Beth Moore