When you can’t contain the HOPE in you and they think you’re insane (269)
I had the privilege of sharing some of my story to a large group of recovering addicts, only because the founder of the rehab facility wanted my HOPE to rub off on them.
The room was electric, men and women from all walks of life, young and old desiring freedom of the soul.
In my thirty minute session, I shared a handful of stories injected with real life experiences and I could see smile after smile on their faces. Every time a smile appeared I shared just one more story which created more smiles, maybe even a chuckle.
Their smiles, chuckles and laughter stirred my heart because HOPE was all I wanted them to receive.
As I shared personal experiences of how God rescued me as a young man and how God rescued my whole family especially my mum and dad, they saw themselves in my stories.
I often share my stories with people that aren’t in recovery ❤️🩹 and their lives appear to be successful. Their looks make me laugh. I’m confident they see me as a little insane for what I believe and what makes me HOPE filled.
I’ve been on this journey for decades and all I know is to wait. Even the most successful will come knocking on my door one day looking for the HOPE I have.
HOPE lights up a room, HOPE lights up tomorrow, HOPE gives us a reason to go through the pain of recovery.
Every single one of us has a reason to live, we just have to discover HOPE which is right in front of us if we are humble enough to accept it.
I discovered my hope in my teenage years crying out to God in my bedroom to reveal Himself and He did.
Jesus said “The thief cometh not but to steal and to kill and to destroy. I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly”.
The world around us more often than not robs us of HOPE, Jesus promised to do the opposite. For me this has been true.
Yes, I have no issues looking insane but having HOPE.