Where Truth Meets Grace

I’m in a little mini season of reflection. I’ve written my testimony and have been reading it over and over and over again. I even recorded it and listen to it when I’m driving. I know there is this thing called being overly prepared but it helps me to just keep doing it. I still get chocked up at the same parts, and that’s ok. 

It’s real.  

It’s truth. 

It’s my story.

 It’s where I’ve been, how I got there, how I got out and where I’m heading.

I’ve settled into a new normal. I can see changes in how I interact with  my ex husband or with my kids. 

I had dinner with my oldest son on Sunday night. It’s our thing, we go (out just the two of us) and have dinner together and catch up. I gave him an example of how I interacted differently now and he commented that he sees it too and give me an example of what he noticed. 

This new normal….it’s Where Truth Meets Grace. 

The Grace that God has been extended to me. The gift of Grace that I extend to myself. The  Grace that is extended to others. 

Right after I wrote my testimony, I had some doubt and fear roaming around unattended in my head. But then I was reminded, what I wrote was truth and light. 

My light is not for me but rather to glorify God and shine light on someone else’s darkness. That’s why we share our story. To give hope to others. It’s just that simple. Darkness thrives on the fear of the unknown, feelings and  fear of speaking authenticity. When you stand on the truth, you find grace. 

The corner of Truth and Grace…..my new benchmark. 

My journey to serenity continues…

Get Plugged InĀ 

I attended a great Celebrate Recovery (CR) meeting last night. 

If you don’t know CR it’s a Christian Based blended issue 12 step program. I’ve been attending every week for just over a year now. It’s amazing. 

The format includes one week is a testimony and the next week is a teaching. This week was a teaching on Sanity which is Step 2. We came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity. 

There was a great illustration that I want to share. 

A light bulb by itself is fragile. It’s easily broken and doesn’t really function very well or at all alone. 

But when you plug in a light bulb, suddenly it’s hard to break, it has purpose, it lights the way and with its power (higher power) it functions very well. 


How do I get and stay plugged in….

  • Attending CR meetings, keeps me plugged in.  
  • Being part of a step study, keeps me plugged in. 
  • Going to leadership training, keeps me plugged in. 
  • Reaching out to my recovery sisters, keeps me plugged in.
  •  Working the steps, keeps me plugged in. 
  • Sharing my story, keeps me plugged in. 
  • Engaging others before and after a meeting to fellowship, keeps me plugged in. 

I love being plugged in. I love knowing Jesus Christ loves me. That I matter to Him. And that He has the power to restore my life to sanity. How do I know this is true…..look what’s happened in my life this past year as I’ve let go and let God. 

My journey continues…

this girls journey to serenity 

The picture used in this post, is my hallway. I love the lights hanging from the ceiling. I’ve had them there for a couple of years now. And you can see some of my artwork is on the wall =] 

With BRAVE wings, She Flies

I am days away from earning my ONE YEAR Chip from working the Celebrate Recovery program. 

I am a little over a month away from giving my testimony. It’s all written and it’s perfect. I would not change a word of it. 

I was talking to someone about how amazing it is that while I am going to share some hard stuff, but I’m not ashamed or embarrassed. It’s part of my story. It’s part of what got me to this new place of recovery. That it’s such a cool thing that when sharing truth, being authentic and vulnerable is not embarrassing. Sharing my story is sharing the story of Gods love. It’s for His glory. 

With brave wings, she flies. 

Because I am not carrying the hurts of my past….I can now fly. Because I laid these hurts at the feet of the cross, I am no longer burdened. 

I still have work to do, but this work is different than what I’ve already done. I dealt with the distracting noise that took my life in the wrong direction. I’m now heading in the right direction and can continue to become the person I was always intended to be. 

My journey to serenity continues…

I painted the picture used in this post and used Font Candy to add the text. 

What Recovery Means to Me

I am a week away from my year anniversary from taking my Welcome Home chip from the Celebrate Recovery program.

I walked in my first meeting broken. Sad. Lonely. Heartbroken and confused on how this became my life. A week later, I took my first chip and I have not looked back. 

In the last 12 months I have: 

  • I attended weekly meetings for 51 weeks. I missed one week because I had bronchitis. 
  • I listened and learned from others stories.
  • I started this blog.
  • I shared every meeting. It was 5 minutes that no one could tell me what to do or help me fix my problem. They just listened without judgement. 
  • I cried as I realized I was not alone and there was an answer to why I acted the way I was. Everything started to make sense.
  • I got a sponsor. 
  • I filled my time with reading and answering tough questions to dig deep into my entire life.
  • I made time for Bible reading, meditation and prayer.
  • I taught my first lesson at a meeting on relapse prevention and creating a ‘tool box’
  • I joined a step study. It’s an 11 month commitment to working the steps with an amazing group of healing Sisters in Christ. 
  • I have worked steps 1-5
  • I have written my testimony and will be giving it next month.
  • I am attending a leader training one day session for Celebrate Recovery this month.


And I am not stopping. 
My journey to serenity continues…