60 Days Sober
Does life get more beautiful than this?
Mayhap, but would I be able to take it all in?
Mayhap...
But, ah...What wonders doth thyse life revealeth unto me...
I don't think I will ever be able to convey how much I love God. How much I love being sober. How beautiful life is through eyes that perceive clearly. How treasured this is. How deepley, incredibly treasured this is. Everything has more meaning when your conscious enough to grasp it. I thought I had to inebriate myself to loose focus on the world so that I might glimpse God--for so many years I did this. How dreadfully wrong I was. How beautiful my birth as a child of God was...because I craved the death of myself more than anything else on this earth. And die I did. And where Self once stood, Spirit stepped in.
I have never known love such as this.
Because this love is beyond what an individual can feel.
It goes deeper than ones heart, deeper than one's soul. It is God and God is it.
The spirit of God is within me and his love is in my heart.
This is where the true restoration of soul begins.
This is why my lines to the past are cut.
God Himself cut them.
My body has been dedicated to the Holy Spirit, it is It's temple. It stands watch over It's territory.
I couldn't do it on my own. I tried for so many years to be my own savior. To be my own God --as Sky is doing now. I too thought that if I saved others it would one day evolve into the salvation of myself. But none of them were really saved, and neither was I.
I still have my demons within me, but they evaporate more and more everyday. And one day, the things that they used to do to plague me, to keep my soul shackled to them so they could feed, will no longer be a concern. And it is then that I shall truly walk the earth with God as a free woman.
Because my love is His love. And His love is my love.
Mayhap, but would I be able to take it all in?
Mayhap...
But, ah...What wonders doth thyse life revealeth unto me...
I don't think I will ever be able to convey how much I love God. How much I love being sober. How beautiful life is through eyes that perceive clearly. How treasured this is. How deepley, incredibly treasured this is. Everything has more meaning when your conscious enough to grasp it. I thought I had to inebriate myself to loose focus on the world so that I might glimpse God--for so many years I did this. How dreadfully wrong I was. How beautiful my birth as a child of God was...because I craved the death of myself more than anything else on this earth. And die I did. And where Self once stood, Spirit stepped in.
I have never known love such as this.
Because this love is beyond what an individual can feel.
It goes deeper than ones heart, deeper than one's soul. It is God and God is it.
The spirit of God is within me and his love is in my heart.
This is where the true restoration of soul begins.
This is why my lines to the past are cut.
God Himself cut them.
My body has been dedicated to the Holy Spirit, it is It's temple. It stands watch over It's territory.
I couldn't do it on my own. I tried for so many years to be my own savior. To be my own God --as Sky is doing now. I too thought that if I saved others it would one day evolve into the salvation of myself. But none of them were really saved, and neither was I.
I still have my demons within me, but they evaporate more and more everyday. And one day, the things that they used to do to plague me, to keep my soul shackled to them so they could feed, will no longer be a concern. And it is then that I shall truly walk the earth with God as a free woman.
Because my love is His love. And His love is my love.