Eternal Life in Recovery
November 9, 2022
Dear God, good morning. This morning I read about “Eternal Life.” The definition of “Eternal Life” Is a gift of God to those who believe in Jesus Christ.” (Google) Or from the Christianity website writes, “Eternal life traditionally refers to continued life after death.” “Jesus said, “My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me, and I give eternal life to them, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of My hands. John 10:27-28 John was one of your disciples who loved you very much, Jesus. He writes about loving you and praising you. He writes, “The Father himself loves you. He loves you because you loved me and believed that I came from God.” John 16:27]
I felt like a lost sheep my whole life. I was lost without you, Jesus. No wonder why? I was messing up my life by drinking alcohol and staying out late at the bars until they closed at one o’clock in the morning. I would sit in my car and wait until I could drive home. I was getting barred from bar rooms. Nobody wanted a drunken woman around them. I was blessed by you all night. I was out drinking alcohol. You saved me from harm, and you protected me from the devil.
Jesus, you carried me my entire life and did not give up on me. Thank you. I began writing to you in two thousand and sixteen. When I surrendered to alcohol. I begged you for help and wrote little notes to you in my book God’s Promises for every day. One note writes, ”
“Dear God and Jesus, please breathe life into my broken heart, and heal my heart. I love you, dear God, and Jesus is my savior. I love you.” I believed in you, Jesus, but I did not think you loved me as one of your children because I was a sinner at the time.
The Bible says, “If God is with us, no one can defeat us.”
Terri always says to me, “Where is God?” Whenever I have a problem. I now go to you, sweet Jesus, when I have a problem. Speaking about problems, can you please help me out with my car? I was driving home on the highway last night; I had a hard time seeing the car jerking, and all I kept saying was, “God, please get me home safely.” And you did. Thank you so much for protecting me last night. I was terrified, but I kept praying for your help, and you were there for me.
Another note I wrote to you says, “Please, dear Jesus, shower your love in my heart and soul. Thank you, Jesus. I need you now and forever.” I loved you back in twenty-sixteen and knew you loved us, and I prayed to you. Getting sohba again was a painful lesson to learn.
When I started attending the fellowship meetings again, I saw friends who welcomed me back to the meetings without judgment. I was out of sorts, and I felt the depression kicking in. I drank alcohol to escape from the depression. I had to call my doctor at Mass General Hospital here in Boston. To increase my depression medicine because I felt hopeless and sorrowful as you were getting me sohba again, dear Jesus. Thank you, Jesus, for loving me the way I am.