Open the door....

And then came Jesus. After going through all the earthly ways of recovery it was not enough. Something was still missing. AHH, Yes, that higher power thing. I was once told it could be anything I wanted it to be. Even a chair or a flower or the sun. I never found any power in a chair. The flower and the sun had a creator that I did not know. But He knew me. There are things I have been through that should have me six feet under by now. Not everyone makes it through. Why me I asked. It is at this point I realize there is something else to this life I have been running from only to find it has been with me all the while. It is Jesus. He has saved me from myself. He has sent angels to drive me home many times. In the past 17 years I have opened the door to let Him in and be my guide through the rest of my time here on earth. He will never leave me. I have a choice to leave him though. But after trying it on my own for so many years, I choose Jesus. I am grateful he did not close the door on me. So this little girl is growing up now. With Jesus. Do you hear Him knocking? Just open the door! Enjoy the peace in your soul!