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Verse of the Day – 1 Thessalonians 5:4

1 Thessalonians 5:4

1 Thessalonians 5:4

I guess there will be times where we feel like we are slipping back into the darkness where we once found ourselves.  This has been true for me so many times, but only by clinging to the Light He brings have I been able to put the darkness behind me.

STRONG ENOUGH TO SAVE by TENTH AVENUE NORTH
You fought
But you were just too weak
So you lost
All the things you try to keep
Now you’re on your knees, you’re on your knees

But wait,
Everything can change,
In a moments time you don’t have to be afraid,
Cause fear is just a lie
open up your eyes

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

Look
Now is not too late
Lift up your head
Let the rain fall on your face
You’re not far from grace
You’re not too far from grace

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

And he’ll break
open the skies to save
those who cry out his name
the One the wind and waves obey
is strong enough to save you

I know the weight of this world can take you down like gravity
And I know the current of yourself can take you out
Out to sea
But hold on, hold on

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you
 

Verse of the Day – John 1:3-5

John 1:3-5

John 1:3-5

I am thankful for His light, it shone in my darkness, from that day the darkness has never overcome the light, it has tried, believe me, it has tried, but it will never overcome His light.

STRONG ENOUGH TO SAVE by TENTH AVENUE NORTH
You fought
But you were just too weak
So you lost
All the things you try to keep
Now you’re on your knees
You’re on your knees

But wait
Everything can change
In a moments time you don’t have to be afraid
Cause fear is just a lie
Open up your eyes

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

Look
now is not too late
Lift up your head
let the rain fall on your face
You’re not far from grace
You’re not too far from grace

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

I know the weight of this world can take you down like gravity
And I know the current of yourself can take you out
Out to sea but hold on
Hold on

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

And he’ll break
Open the skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

There’s Always A Little Celebration On A Monday Evening

Monday evenings always mean a mini celebration for me, it’s just one of those little things, it’s not a big celebration, just me really, remembering a point in my life where everything changed, two moments that were the book ends to a fairly normal day, but two moments that changed my world forever.

Today that point in my life reach a 95 week miles stone, 665 days, that’s how long it is since I made that phone call that changed my life.  Remember the day before I was desperate, I was lost and I was looking for a way out.  I held that knife to my wrist, but couldn’t do it.

I was so angry with myself that Sunday afternoon, in my head I had neither the courage to live or the courage to die, I was in a state of nothingness.  I was in the midst of the worst period of my drinking, but I knew I had to do something, I knew I had a problem, a big one.

So on Monday 19th March 2012, 95 weeks ago, I made that phone call to Gareth, boy was that the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.  I can’t tell you how much of an internal struggle was going on at the moment, holding my phone with the number ready, knowing once I made this phone call, things would change, I would change, not making the call was the easiest thing to do, the cowards way, somehow I found a little bit of courage, I don’t know where from, but I found it for just that moment.  It didn’t last long, I broke down during the call, I was a mess, but after that call I felt I had hope.

That night I met with Gareth and Alex, the rest is history, that night the process of change began, I can say that for the first time I embraced the possibility of accepting God and faith, before then, it wasn’t something I ever considered, but from that night it all began to fall into place, ten days later I quit drinking for good and three days after that I walked into Everyday Champions Church for the first time, not because of any family obligation, but because that was where I wanted to be.

That day is a big moment in my life and I count everyday since that day, I class that as day one of my life.  I will admit that the circumstances of the day of my Baptism probably make that my greatest day, but Monday 19th March 2012 comes pretty close.

Obviously the journey since then has had it’s ups and downs, but I never really expected it to be plain sailing.

Psalm 34:17

Psalm 34:17

STRONG ENOUGH TO SAVE by TENTH AVENUE NORTH
You fought, but you were just too weak
So you lost, all the things you tried to keep
Now you’re on your knees
(Now you’re on your knees)
You’re on your knees
(You’re on your knees)

But wait
Yeah everything can change
In a moment’s time
You don’t have to be afraid
Cause fear is just a lie
Open up your eyes

And He’ll break open the skies
To save, those who cry out His name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

Look, now is not too late
Lift up your head
Let the rain fall on your face
You’re not far from grace

And He’ll break open the skies
To save, those who cry out His name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you
Break open the skies
To save, those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

I know the weight of this world
Can take you down like gravity
Yeah I know the current of yourself
Can take you out
Out to sea
But hold on, hold on
You’re not too far from grace

And He’ll break open the skies
To save, those who cry out His name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you
Break open the skies
To save, those who cry out his name
The One the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you

The Forgotten Box

We all seem to collect or hoard rubbish in our lives, as my family and I have moved from house to house we have collected all sorts of junk, stuff that was once treasured in our lives but is now packed in a box or a bag and long forgotten. When we moved last we were lucky enough to move into this house which has a cellar, all of the stuff we had not used for some time was packed away and put in the cellar on the day we moved 3½ years ago, most of it has not seen the light of day since.

Once I had made my decision to sort my life out, to get better, there were certain parts of my life that I never wanted to see again.

In the dark days when I had nothing to do, I lived on my settee in the same clothes for days on end, in old t-shirts, tracksuit bottoms, ripped socks and underwear, I had lost all respect for myself and all desire to get up and live life, that was unless I had something to get up and get out of the house for. On those days I would probably go round the corner to the shop in the same clothes, unshaven, unwashed and with scruffy hair, I just didn’t really care anymore, I would only clean myself up if I was going out working or at karate, otherwise I was just a mess.

On the day I made the phone call to put in motion the changes in my life that I needed, the first thing I did after that phone call was to go into town, buy new underwear and shower gel, razors, de-odorant, etc, I had to start cleaning myself up, start to take a little bit of pride in myself and my appearance.

The next weekend, I took a walk into town, brought a large plastic storage box, marker pen, new pillows, pillowcases and an A4 notebook. On my return home, I took my old pillows, which to me stank of stale sweat and alcohol, I didn’t want to smell that anymore, I didn’t want to be reminded of that every time I laid my head down to sleep, I put the pillows in the bottom of the box.

Next went all my old ripped underwear and torn socks, my tracksuit went in next, I had spent days in this, I couldn’t remember the last time I had put this in for wash, because I was very rarely out of it, it too had the odour of stale sweat and alcohol, I could have washed that a million times and still worn it, but it would always remind me of the lazy, alcoholic slob that had occupied my life for so long.

On top of all that went the last bit of alcohol that I had in the house. There had been a third of a bottle of wine in the house for the last seven days, it had been put on top of the fridge before I made my phone call the Monday before and there it had stayed. I had walked by it many times during the week and on many occasions I pointed a finger at the bottle and spoke to it, I told it that it could not have me, I wasn’t going to give in, I didn’t want it anymore and I had a plan for it. The time to carry out this plan was now, I took the bottle down placed it on top of the pillows, underwear and tracksuit and closed the box. With the marker I had brought, I wrote that I didn’t need these any more, the date and the words “The Healing Had Begun”. I then took the box down into the cellar, placed it with all the other rubbish and turned the lights out. That part of my life was now consigned to the cellar with all the other unwanted rubbish from my past life that would never see the light of day again, until it was time to throw it out once and for all.

Nobody had told me to do this, nobody I know has ever done anything like this that I know of, but I had to do it. I wanted rid of the part of my life and everything that I knew that associated me with the laziness, the slob, the tramp and the alcoholic, I was saying goodbye and good riddance to the part my life that I never wanted to see again.

That night I started a journal, I back dated it to the previous Monday, from the point that I made that life changing phone call, I recorded all my feelings from that week, and from there I have written in the book every night, recording my day, my feelings, my happiness, my pain, my struggles, my victories and my life. Sometimes I read back the odd page at random, or I pick a day that was painful or glorious, sometimes I can’t believe what I have written, sometimes I laugh and sometimes I cry, but these pages have inspiration for me, to take these feelings and memories, to embellish them in order to form this blog, when I flick through the odd page I remember moments and think I must write about that, to share the inner most feelings of my memories in the hope that someone who is maybe going through the same or similar struggles may find some inspiration and seek the help they need to sort their life out.

And he’ll break
Open skies to save
Those who cry out his name
The One who the wind and waves obey
Is strong enough to save you
(Strong Enough To Save by Tenth Avenue North)

If one person is saved by me writing and sharing this blog, then all the pain would have been well worth it.