Update on Vickie’s Surgery

I have wonderful news to share with you all! ❤ Hi, Stu, The surgery went very well and I’m in the process of healing. I was able to sit up in a chair twice today, and I took about a five minute walk down the hall. It doesn’t sound like much, but like my surgeon… Continue reading Update on Vickie’s Surgery

Preparing for Surgery

Everyone, please join me in praying for Vickie!
The time has finally come for her surgery. Let us pray for peace, comfort, the surgeon and staff, and for a quick recovery!

Vickie's Book Nook and Meditation Corner

Well, my friends, the time has come. I go in for my surgery tomorrow morning bright and early…well actually, I have to arrive at 9:30 and the surgery begins at 11:30. That is bright and early enough for me since I have to fast tonight and can have only a sip of water in the morning, with my medication. Anyway, needless to say, I have been a nervous wreck all day. I had two medical appointments this morning and neither doctor could do the regular tests that I undergo since I have surgery tomorrow. So, I fasted last night as kind of a practice for my surgery, I guess.

What better way is there to prepare for surgery than to talk to Christian friends and receive Scriptures from them? These verses are from my friend Carole. She stepped right up to the plate when my best friend passed away last…

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Step 1: We admitted we were powerless and our lives had become unmanageable

Realize my life had become unmanageable…yep! I remember that feeling, as well as the vicious cycle of saying I quit, look again, shame, guilt, feeling unloved and unworthy and then fall again and repeat.

You can’t do it on your own! Reach out! Get help! Find someone to be accountable to! A real relationship with God is the only way I found freedom!

Beauty from Ashes.

48378936_1091078494433673_2747528697085952000_oI’ve started doing the 12 steps with a group of woman who have struggled with addiction just like me. Last week we did Step One. As I went through this step, it’s easy to forget how crazy life was in addiction when your out of it, but it was good for me to reflect on it.  One of the questions that stood out to me was 6 months before you became sober how did you lie about, hide or minimized your addiction. I used to lie a lot to get what I felt I needed. I would manipulate and I would hide the fact I was acting out by getting around the filters on my computer.  When one is caught in addiction you will do anything to get your next high and who cares about anyone else. Addiction causes you to do things that you would not do when sober.

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When The Walls Of Stress Tear You Down

Do you remember the smell of that new house or apartment you moved into? Do you remember the sense of security you felt knowing the walls would not cave in around you? Do you remember putting things in the house that made you feel good even if it did not go with the decor of… Continue reading When The Walls Of Stress Tear You Down

Pray Anyway

This brought me to tears. People just do not understand the power of prayer until they truly witness it first hand.

I am just blown away by this post and the openness in which Cynthia shares her story with us. What a powerful testimony of what God can do if we simply get out of His way.

God bless you sis!

Tears in a Bottle

You don’t have to believe in God to pray. That’s what our Sexual Recovery Therapist told my husband as he outlined the sex addiction recovery program my husband was about to begin. Having a day bookended by prayer wouldn’t have fazed me too much. As a Christian, I didn’t spend as much time talking to God as I could or should have. Twice a day would have been a stretch. But something I would have readily agreed to as a part of my recovery program.

And yet it wasn’t me seeking healing from a pornography addiction, compulsive masturbation and intimacy anorexia. It was my husband. A man who did not believe in the existence of God.

I was highly doubtful that my non-believing husband would agree to pray. My eyes had been glued to our counsellor’s face, grasping every bit of hope his words were offering us. The hope began…

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