The end of myself

I followed my own desires and lived the way I wanted… my way, my decision. My choices were self serving and since I lacked compassion and self control, my choices hurt others and myself.

Unbridled, self determined living turned what started out as a “free ride” into an ever darkening, inescapable prison of shame as alcohol and substance abuse gained more and more control over my life.

An endless string of drunken stupors, damaged people and narrow escapes marked my miserable existence which dead ended over and over leaving me praying for death or deliverance.

Years and relationships passed as time after time my prayers were answered with a circumstance or good fortune event that would provide another chance, another opportunity to redeem myself only to be thwarted again by an insatiable appetite driven by desire, dependence and guilt.

It was at these lowest times with nowhere else to turn except to God in desperation, that Jesus was breaking my heart.

You see, no matter how many times he responded to my cries for help. I would forget my promises to him and my resolve to change if given just “one more chance” and still he would not forsake me.

When the time was full and I had been lead mercifully and lovingly down the long road to the end of myself, I no longer had the heart to say no to him, He came in and I was never the same again.

My friend, are you weary and heavy laden?

Has he ever rescued you or given you a dip of cool water when your throat was too dry to call out for help?

He knows all about you and stands ready to receive you, His name is Jesus and there is no price he wouldn’t pay to save you, even unto death on a cross.

Call on Him…

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