15/06/2025
There was a time when I didnāt think Iād make it out alive
āMy name is Rachael and I was broken. Homeless. Hopeless. I had abandoned my kids and sitting in a jail cell again, thinking this was just how life was always going to be for me. I had burned every bridge, lost everything that mattered, and I didnāt even recognize the woman in the mirror anymore. I was angry at God or maybe I just didnāt believe He cared. But He showed up anyway.
It was in that cell, alone with my mess, that I felt som**hing I hadnāt felt in years⦠peace. Not because of my circumstances they were still a disaster but because I knew God was reaching into that dark place to remind me I wasnāt too far gone. That moment changed everything.
In just a few weeks, Iāll celebrate 8 years in my recovery journey. That still gives me chills to say. Not because itās been easy it hasnāt. Iāve had to fight for this life. Iāve had to grieve the person I was and relearn who I am. And even today, life still lifeās. My car just broke down and got towed to the junkyard. Iāll be laid off in couple weeks. I donāt know exactly whatās next. But hereās the miracle: I donāt have to drink or use drugs over itā¦That is freedom.
Today, I am a strong, independent, loving mother and wife. I show up. I live with purpose. I lean on God, not substances. And I get to walk in grace instead of guilt. Thatās not luck thatās God.
If youāre in the middle of the dark, I need you to know this: There is a way out. You are not too far gone.
God doesnāt waste pain and Heās not done writing your storyā
CREDIT: Addict with Purpose. Rachael- Follow herā¤ļø)