An ancient story tells of a paralytic. He is carried by four of his friends to a man of healing. When they arrive, there is a large crowd. The friends need to go out of their way to reach their goal. Happily, the man is healed of his affliction. He is able to walk with his friends now at his side.
I am like the paralytic. My life was frozen in my addiction. Then my friends carried the message of recovery to me. They went out of their way and gave of their time. Happily, I received what they had to share. While I wasn’t healed, my disease went into remission. As long as I work the steps of recovery, I am now able to walk in a new way. Thankfully, my friends are still at my side. I cannot walk alone. I need the fellowship of the program to support me on my journey.
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Thanks for The Paralytic. He/She sure could also be called the Disabled. Our disease sure take away our ability to function. Whether it’s walking, hearing, driving, working, we need healing and our friends to help us.
A.J.
YES, YES, YES...Without friends to show me hope, and support me when I'm weak, and love me in spite of my defects of character, I would be lost. Praise God for friends and sponsors and his merciful Spirit that gives us hope.
N.S.
nancy thanks for sharing your writings with me.
i enjoy them, i find them encouraging.
having had some history with you, having struggled with you, having shared in your successes and stumbles it makes your writings even more special to me
d.r.
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