Godletters
  • Strength,  Surrender

    Surrender in Recovery

    December 12, 2022 Dear God, good morning. I was in a meeting this morning, and we discussed the third step in our literature. I know that it took me forever to surrender to your will. Maybe thirty-five years, and that’s a lifetime. I would not believe in you because my biological body abused me. It was a painful childhood. My mother would beat us senselessly with our father’s belt buckle. And my father would sexually abuse my sista Denise and me. We had to stand up near the bed and rub my biological father’s back, and his boom boom (ass) as he watched the Celtics play basketball. I was only…

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    Jesus is My Protection

    December 11, 2022 Dear God, good morning. The reading today is about God’s protection. I have to admit that you have always been with me, Jesus, my whole life. Especially during my sorrows of losing my dog Annie girl to four-stage cancer. I was still grieving the death of my dog Annie-girl. I wrote you a note in two thousand sixteen that says, “Dear God and Jesus, please breathe life into my broken heart. I love you, dear God and Jesus. You are my savior. I love you.” I was desperate for help and learned over the years how to get on my knees and pray to you, Jesus and…

  • Faith

    Jesus the Messiah

    December 10, 2022   Dear God, good morning. I was reading from “The Life Recovery Bible. Today I read Matthew. It was a beautiful read. According to the New Testament, which focuses on you, sweet Jesus to be the Messiah. I genuinely believe you are the Messiah. You came to the people to heal them. The Jewish people denounced you, the Romans killed you, and you did no harm to anyone. Jesus, you are a gentle lamb who loved all people. I can not wrap my head around the fact that you were crucified. It hurts my heart that you were tortured, people spit on you, and you turned your…

  • Adversity,  Alcoholism,  Anger

    Jesus is Your Deliverer

    December 8, 2022 Dear God, Good morning. Today’s reading from God’s Promises for every day says Jesus is your deliverer.” I truly believe you delivered me from the hell of alcoholism and from trying to kill myself with pills and alcohol, and from being killed by my former abuser Josh. Two-thousand and eleven was the worst year I encountered. My boyfriend, Josh, physically attacked me at four in the morning. Josh’s head-butted my head, and I felt pain so severe I blacked out. I woke up to Josh strangling me with his left arm. I was choking and starving for air. I turned towards his left bicep, which was choking…

  • Adversity,  Alcoholism,  Anger,  Anxiety

    Abuse and Alcoholism

    December 6, 2022 Dear God, Good morning. Today’s reading from God’s Promises for every day says Jesus is your deliverer.” I truly believe you delivered me from the hell of alcoholism and from trying to kill myself with pills and alcohol, and from being killed by my former abuser Josh. Two-thousand and eleven was the worst year I encountered. My boyfriend, Josh, physically attacked me at four in the morning. Josh’s head-butted my head, and I felt pain so severe I blacked out. I woke up to Josh strangling me with his left arm. I was choking and starving for air. I turned towards his left bicep, which was choking…

  • denial,  Fear,  mental illness

    Rejected

    December 5, 2022 Dear God, good morning. Today’s reading from the book God’s Promises for every day writes, “What to do when you feel rejected?” I was a child when my mother rejected me because It appeared that I was closer to my father than my mother. My father accepted me, so I felt safe when he came home from work. Or when he would take me to work with him, I was only four years old. My father had his own business, and he was an Exterminator, and he was known as Bill the Bug Man. I was always happy to be with my father because he would not…

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    Forgiving Others

    December 4, 2022 Dear God, good morning. Today’s reading from God Promises for every day writes: ” Truth from the Bible about Forgiving Others” Lately, this topic of forgiveness keeps popping up. I know my biological parents were very sick, and I forgave my father before he passed away. My dad was in the Morton Hospital in Taunton, Massachusetts June of two thousand and one. The nurse said they would implement hospice so my father could go home, and that’s what he wanted to do. At the hospital, I could forgive and felt compassion flowing through my heart to forgive my dad. I told him I was sorry for hating…

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    Feeling Angry in Recovery

    December 3, 2022 Dear God, good morning. Today’s reading in the book God’s Promises for every day writes, “What to do when you’re feeling angry. The Bible says, “My brother and sisters, always be willing to listen and slow to speak. Do not become angry easily because anger will not help you to live the right kind of life God wants.” John 1:19:20 Since writing to you, Lord Jesus, my anger has slipped away, but not completely. Whereas before, if someone said the wrong thing to me or if you if someone touched me without my permission, I exploded with uncontrollable rage. Growing up in a violent home escalated when…

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    Feel Important in Recovery

    December 2, 2022 Dear God, good morning. Today’s reading from the book God’s Promises for every day writes: “What to do when you don’t feel important? I never felt important until I volunteered at the Disabled American Veterans as a barmaid in Malden, Massachusetts. When I was drinking alcohol, I thought I was so important. Being a barmaid, serving drinks to the regulars that came in every Friday night, they would play darts, music playing, people and play pool, and most of all, drink. The drinks were cheap, and people loved that aspect. Then there was a biker gang called Iron Order that made me feel important. After all, I…

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    Feeling Important in Recovery

    December 2, 2022 Dear God, good morning. Today’s reading from the book God’s Promises for every day writes: “What to do when you don’t feel important? I never felt important until I volunteered at the Disabled American Veterans as a barmaid in Malden, Massachusetts. When I was drinking alcohol, I thought I was so important. Being a barmaid, serving drinks to the regulars that came in every Friday night, they would play darts, music playing, people and play pool, and most of all, drink. The drinks were cheap, and people loved that aspect Then there was a biker gang called Iron Order that made me feel important. After all, I…

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