Sunday 8th April 2012 marked only my second week in Church, it was 10 days since my last alcoholic drink and this week I was really ready to put myself into the journey with God, I had enjoyed my first week at Church, despite the fact I cried at least three times during the service, I would cry again this week but it was all good.
This week was the last in the series of services based around miracles, the Pastor was keen to point out that many people experience their own miracles, but when the dust settles they fall back into their old routines and fail to stay the course of the miracle marathon, it’s just a quick fix and they fail to continue on their journey and turn away from God when they believe they are free from their troubles.
This wasn’t going to be me, I made that decision this week, I stood up on that day ready to accept Jesus and God into my life, to start this journey in earnest. The miracle for me was being able to stop drinking, to be able to get through those first ten days, to be able to go through a day without even thinking about the need for a drink, being able to cope without “my alcohol crutch” when I was stressed. I knew I had experienced the miracle, but unless I stayed for the Miracle Marathon there was every chance I would fall back into old routines, start drinking again and head back down that dark spiral. This day was the day I come to terms with the fact that this was a decision for life, not just a quick fix.
I was certainly at the start of my Miracle Marathon, but just like the London Marathon, I was at the back with the fun runners and there was a long way to go before I even crossed the start line, but I wasn’t going to drop out, through all the pain and I assure you in the weeks to come there was pain, a lot of it, I was going to keep going until the very end.
One man wakes, awakens another
Second one wakes his next door brother
Three awake can rouse a town
And turn the whole place upside down
Many awake will cause such a fuss
It finally awakes all of us
One man wakes with dawn in his eyes
Surely then it multiplies
(The Great Awakening by Leeland)
My great awakening has taken place, I believe that I crossed the start line on Sunday 8th July, the day of my Baptism. That day my Miracle Marathon started and I took my first true steps on this journey. And now as I approach twenty-eight weeks of sobriety, I am still only in the early stages of my Miracle Marathon, but I am still on the course and still determined to make it to the finish line, no matter how long it takes me.