I remember when I enjoyed the up and down motion of a teeter-totter on the playground.  It was fun to go down just to have Daddy push on the other seat to make me go up again.  I would laugh and laugh from the inside out because it was fun knowing where I would end up in both directions because of the safety net of my Daddy.

As the decades began to mount up and my perspective grew more and more skewed by the state of affairs I now found myself in, I reached out to the only thing I knew could be depended upon, my faith.   It was my faith that opened up the wounds of the sickness that became me. The “me” that got lost in the life I lived. My faith opened up my heart and healed the wounds and taught me to laugh at myself.   My faith taught me that all things are temporary and that peace is only found in Truth and answers abound as I walk in a journey called “mine”.  

I like looking back over my life and laughing at the stupid decisions I made and the choices that lead to life-changing consequences. They were hard but they made me who I am today. I’ve learned over the years through Bible Studies and getting to know the Lord that he walked with me then just like he does today. I can see his hand had guided me through the maze and helped me to come to know him and myself much more intimately. He gave me the introspection to know that I was never alone in those dark hours of the night, drunk and in places I should not have been.

Is your life mended and is your joy restored? If not, ask the Lord to mend your heart and restore your joy and laughter. While you’re at it, ask him to give you grace some peace while you sort out the consequences and wisdom to know how to handle the journey going forward. He loves you and so do I.

The Lord is my Rock and my Fortress and my Deliverer. My God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. ~ Psalms 18:2