Getting up from a broken place in our lives seems to be the hardest thing anyone could ask of us. It is also the hardest thing we could ask of ourselves. It’s not that we don’t want to get up. We just don’t know how! But there is One who knows how, because He is our How! Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me” John 14:6, (NIV).

 

In my time of beginning again, I looked around, realizing that the place where I sat was familiar to me; it was the seat of failure. I had struggled before just to be good enough at what I did, but no matter what I did, it just wasn’t good enough. I had a brief moment of success that was taken away from me due to pride and incompetence. I thought I was successful because I was earning more money than I had ever earned at that time. But the truth was, I was poor and spiritually, physically, and emotionally debilitated.

 

My version of success paled in comparison to what God deems a successful life. I was in debt, boastful about my accomplishments, and completely inept at handling financial abundance. My life was a lie and when the lie ended, suddenly, it appeared as if my life did, too. I had struggled all those years, only to end up right where I began. But God had another plan. When I cried out, “Jesus save me.” Not only did He save my sick body, but He saved my broken soul and my broken life.

 

That part of my journey was the longest part to me because the struggles were constant and unrelenting. I looked at my friends, who seemed to be moving forward, but I was stuck in a pattern of failure. I had not realized how bad and how sad I really was until God sat me down and showed me my life. It wasn’t a picture I wanted to see, because it wasn’t a story I wanted to acknowledge. But the truth was, it was a reality that I was living, over, and over, and over, again, decade after decade with no hope of change.

 

Then a ray of light shown forth in the form of truth, which began a healing process, not just of my body, but of my soul, which began to take affect in my life. A helping hand of hope was extended to me in the form of spiritual transformation.

 

To be continued.