A friend called me on the phone……

” well you have been kind to me and left bits of faith along the way….. I suppose I was ready and began picking them up…… I know you realized I have been exorcising demons for some time and they have been running the show for awhile. As my typical response has always been I went to the “wishing well” for yet another reprieve…… but brother this time the “well” was dry. I know you have watched me weather many storms and somehow make it back to shore….. but this time the kick was gone …… I was drowning. I know it’s late and I wasn’t sure you would hear your phone…..I know you aren’t a total slave to it and it isn’t always by your side. So I needed help then…. Not soon… not tomorrow….. not in a few minutes…. then.
I did something you suggested and I haven’t done since childhood….. I prayed. I just started talking to something, somebody….. somewhere. As I was praying I swear I was afraid to open my eyes but some thing put their arm around me and I keep feeling something was being drawn from me…. I didn’t know what it was at the time but I do now. It was the parts of me that can’t accept myself. The parts that think I’m not good enough or smart enough. The part that is always steering me towards self destruction. Brother I called to tell you they are gone and can you take me to a meeting in the morning… please.” 🙏🏼

We never give up on anyone…. Because God didn’t give up on us….

oboe the hobo