Friday, February 21, 2014

Those People

Well it happened again. Tuesday night at Believers Church Celebrate Recovery. Worship was awesome the place was packed and the celebration of God’s grace was on. All our meetings are special but last night was one of those gatherings that had a little extra kick to it.

We were honored to have as our special guests a group of wonderful ladies that had recently completed the twelve step process together. They had fought through the questions, the doubt, the apprehensions associated with the typical perception of being in a twelve step group. You know the prevalent idea that twelve step groups are for drug addicts, alcoholics, sex addicts and such, for “those people.” Well, there was not one addict among them. These ladies were dealing with issues of self-worth, pride, co-dependency people pleasing, depression, insecurity etc. Human issues that affect us all to whatever degree and these women gallantly marched through their step study to discover more of God and to gain more freedom to live out the life that Jesus bought for them. I think we should all be “those people.”

One of the ladies who facilitated this group said it well when last night after the celebration she posted on Facebook;

“Tonight I stood by a group or the bravest women I know as they graduated from a yearlong 12-step group in Celebrate Recovery. Their lives are forever changed and the world will be changed because of them. These are all “normal” women, model women who decided they were tired of letting wrong thinking or fear or pride or a host of other things keep them from being all they know God wants them to be. They said YES and began a journey of recovery and wholeness that will affect the rest of their lives and all their relationships. SO proud to have walked by their side and call them “Step” sisters. I love you, girls. You know who you are!!!”

It was a very powerful, God present meeting. The fact is we are all one of “those people.”  Just people walking out the human condition together, with a desperate need for the grace of God and intimate relationship with Him.

Thank you for being one of “those people” who encourage this ministry by your continued prayer and support.

Celebrating Recovery,

Jim & Pam

Thursday, February 13, 2014

One Day at a Time

Joe Walsh's song 'One Day At A Time' has always spoken to me about focusing on living today, with its joys and struggles. CR has encouraged me to live in the now, not rehashing my yesterdays, nor worrying about tomorrow. I encourage you to live today to its fullest, relying on Jesus as your higher power to see you through. Blessings, Bro. Rob

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Please not again!

You are not going to believe this! I mean as I sit here thinking about it I’m shocked myself. Possibly you remember a few months ago I wrote you a letter that talked about the time Pam fractured both of her ankles at the same time. And if you remember, it did not happen while cage fighting or skiing the slopes at Aspen, no, it happened as she walked into Cracker Barrel for Sunda...y dinner. I mean that just boggles my mind. But now guess what? Five weeks ago we were walking across the parking lot to the theater when Pam stepped on a stone and snap! She broke her foot! This is the sixth time she has broken a leg a foot or an ankle. That is more than her fair share of fractures. I could understand it if she were Mrs. Evil Knievel, motorcycle stuntwoman, but not Nana at Cracker Barrel and the theater, you have got to be kidding. Even the doctor who examined her told me that he was going to have me investigated.

Here’s another surprise. Do you remember all the things I learned the last time she was incapacitated? You know I learned how to turn on the washing machine, the dish washer, the dryer and make the bed etc….Well apparently she does not understand those are perishable skills! I had forgotten how to do some of that stuff and had to re-learn housekeeping all over again. This time however there were extenuating circumstances.

Her birthday is in November so I got the bright idea to surprise her with a birthday-month not just one day. I bought her several gifts throughout the month and would leave them as a surprise when I left the house. She loved it! Here’s where it gets sticky, I should have been more discriminating with my gift selections. I bought her a nice bracelet which was fine, and a gold plated rose also ok. I bought her a cast iron skillet which I must admit was for me as much as her (I love chicken fried steak and gravy cooked in a cast iron skillet!) ummmum! But then I remembered the old movies where those cast iron skillets were also used to knock some sense into the man of the house, oops. So then I bought her a gun. My thinking being, I’d much rather be shot than hit in the head with a cast iron skillet. Plus it’s a nice gun, stainless steel, pink semi-automatic. A birthday-month present needs to be cute. Now comes the real problem. She has a broken foot and very limited mobility so I must be johnny-on-the-spot when she needs something, and she, HAS A GUN! You get the picture? I can’t really say I have lived in terror but those two warning shots in ceiling have definitely improved my response time. I told you that you would not believe it and to be honest only part of it is true, (no warning shots yet). Also she is a real trooper although a bit more discouraged the sixth time around. I mean who would not be? The good news is, she is on the road to recovery, had her cast removed just this week and is now in a boot and much more mobile. Oh, and I took the bullets out of the gun.

 Anyway what does all this have to do with Celebrate Recovery???? Absolutely nothing. I would like to turn this into some kind of profound spiritual lesson for you but I’ll settle for sharing life with our friends. I just wanted to vent. However it could be that sharing life together, the ups and the downs has a therapeutic effect, strengthening, encouraging, and fellowshipping one with another helps to bring healing and recovery. Thanks for sharing with us on this journey.

Love ya, Have wonderful New Year!
Jim & Pam (alias Annie Oakley)

P.S. Please keep this letter just in case I succumb due to a blow from a blunt instrument or by being shot
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