The first step in solving a problem is to realize there is a problem.
For me, that first step was coming to the end of myself, finally realizing I had no more answers, no more options, no more ways to distract myself from the fact my life was a huge mess.
I went to work that day the lowest I had ever been, wanting to die, knowing I couldn’t because of the boys. I literally hit bottom. I had no options in front of me and the prospect of living in that condition was unbearable.
But then my co-worker/friend told me how Jesus changed her life. I was intrigued by this twist in the story. At 42, I was introduced to Hope. Hope for a better life. Hope for a new life. Hope for transformation!
Ten days later I gave my life to the Lord. That was just about 9 years ago. I thought transformation would be easy, like flipping on a light switch so that a dark room becomes illuminated. But nothing in life is ever that simple, is it?
This is my day 1 in the #Write31Days challenge. I hope you’ll read along as I look at being transformed by renewing my mind.
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