I too tried to fill the void with other things. No amount of willpower could stop me. Lies Satan whispered were, you aren’t good enough, your are a failure, how could God love you? How can you think he will forgive you? It was only when I cried out and asked God to do for me what I wasn’t able to do for myself that the insanity stopped. It took a commitment and work, and there were days that I wanted to return to what I knew because being sober was familiar.
Asking for help came in an answer from the Holy Ghost. I was waiting for a opening to an inpatient drug treatment center. It was late afternoon and outside was a raging summer thunder and lightning storm. The wind had picked up and the sky turned dark. I’ve always like these storms. I had laid down for a rest. I was hanging onto sobriety by my finger nails. I was afraid. Afraid of hurting my family again. Letting my children down but mostly, I was afraid of dying. I seemed to put myself in situations where, as a woman, I shouldn’t have. I was afraid of treatment. I prayed. I told God how afraid I was. I told him I didn’t know if I could do this thing called life. After all, I had attempted suicide and it was because of that attempt I was where I was. Initially I was placed in a Psychiatric facility because back then it was illegal to try to take your own life in the state that I was living in.
With the storm raging both inside and outside, this is my testament. I felt a calm, a peacefulness unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. I heard “I’m here” not audible to my ears but as if it resonated with the calming of my being.
I have 18 years clean. My grandchildren have never seen me drunk or high! God let me know that if I trusted Him he would guide me. The glory is his. Not mine.
I share this today, to give others strength, courage and hope. If you ask with all of your heart, mind and soul, He too can do what you cannot do for yourself.
I learned a long time ago that we may never know what we say in an AA meeting or church or even to the strangers we meet, that could be instrumental in helping another seek God and become another living miracle.
Thank you for sharing your struggles with everyone. It made it easy for me to share. You too are an inspiration to so many. Myself included. 🙏
I battled with alcohol & weed for a few years in my late 30’s because I could see a second divorce was going to happen to me & my children.
I wasn’t good with relationships because I was molested & raped from the earliest memory I have as a child & throughout my childhood by different family members & family friends.
Because of the abuse I thought sex was love & that the only thing men cared about was my looks (which I grew up feeling ugly) & sex.
So I always chose the kind of man that was not Godly to say the least.
Thankfully I had a Godly praying Grandma who took me to church when we would visit her home about once a month.
She belonged to an AOG Church which was Spirit filled & God let me feel His Holy Spirit several times & that kept drawing me to Him, even though I kept backsliding & failing, I’m so thankful ‘His mercies are new every morning’❣️
God is so faithful & loving & forgiving, even when we are not.
I’m a Grandma of 12 now & have been through & still going through trials & tribulations, but nobody could ever convince me God is not real because I have experienced Him too many times & in too many ways throughout my life.
Without Him miraculously saving my life numerous times I would have died.
I lost my little brother, my mother, my favorite cousin & my only son all within the last 4 years & God carries me through the very bad days, like the ‘Footprints in the Sand’ poem.
God is good & He can & will see us through anything the devil or life throws at us.
I lost my brother in my one year sobriety birthday. I mated another 18 months. I too was abused. My step father beat me severely when I was 14. Black and blue welts all up and down my back and legs. I had had enough. I didn’t cry or beg him to stop. So many of our stories are alike and thank you for sharing your experience strength and hope. It’s always a reminder that our strength to go on and overcome is from God. He loves us all! 🙏I’m so sorry for your loss. It’s a parents worse nightmare. I would really have to give my grief to him if I lost one of mine. God bless you and thanks for sharing
God morning Mr. Robertson. By the grace of our Lord, I came across you a few years back and have been hooked ever since. I miss the Phil in the Woods episodes but I still watch them over and over and over. Listening to the Lord through you has been such a blessing and I am thankful for you!!
God bless and be with you and your family. Thank you!!
Phil, resurrection from the dead is our greatest reward. Once He made us alive through His Son indwelling us, hope was birthed in our souls for eternity. The only thing that "six-foot hole" will contain is the enemy of my true identity in Christ - my flesh. Thanks for hitting it out of the park! My family jokes with me about you being my brother from my other mother. Lol. I think they're right.
I so enjoy getting your posts in my email. We need to be reminded of the Truth often. It is so encouraging! I thank God for you and your family and your testimony. It has been a blessing to me. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
I too tried to fill the void with other things. No amount of willpower could stop me. Lies Satan whispered were, you aren’t good enough, your are a failure, how could God love you? How can you think he will forgive you? It was only when I cried out and asked God to do for me what I wasn’t able to do for myself that the insanity stopped. It took a commitment and work, and there were days that I wanted to return to what I knew because being sober was familiar.
Asking for help came in an answer from the Holy Ghost. I was waiting for a opening to an inpatient drug treatment center. It was late afternoon and outside was a raging summer thunder and lightning storm. The wind had picked up and the sky turned dark. I’ve always like these storms. I had laid down for a rest. I was hanging onto sobriety by my finger nails. I was afraid. Afraid of hurting my family again. Letting my children down but mostly, I was afraid of dying. I seemed to put myself in situations where, as a woman, I shouldn’t have. I was afraid of treatment. I prayed. I told God how afraid I was. I told him I didn’t know if I could do this thing called life. After all, I had attempted suicide and it was because of that attempt I was where I was. Initially I was placed in a Psychiatric facility because back then it was illegal to try to take your own life in the state that I was living in.
With the storm raging both inside and outside, this is my testament. I felt a calm, a peacefulness unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. I heard “I’m here” not audible to my ears but as if it resonated with the calming of my being.
I have 18 years clean. My grandchildren have never seen me drunk or high! God let me know that if I trusted Him he would guide me. The glory is his. Not mine.
I share this today, to give others strength, courage and hope. If you ask with all of your heart, mind and soul, He too can do what you cannot do for yourself.
I learned a long time ago that we may never know what we say in an AA meeting or church or even to the strangers we meet, that could be instrumental in helping another seek God and become another living miracle.
Thank you for sharing your struggles with everyone. It made it easy for me to share. You too are an inspiration to so many. Myself included. 🙏
Thank you for sharing you testimony with us.
I battled with alcohol & weed for a few years in my late 30’s because I could see a second divorce was going to happen to me & my children.
I wasn’t good with relationships because I was molested & raped from the earliest memory I have as a child & throughout my childhood by different family members & family friends.
Because of the abuse I thought sex was love & that the only thing men cared about was my looks (which I grew up feeling ugly) & sex.
So I always chose the kind of man that was not Godly to say the least.
Thankfully I had a Godly praying Grandma who took me to church when we would visit her home about once a month.
She belonged to an AOG Church which was Spirit filled & God let me feel His Holy Spirit several times & that kept drawing me to Him, even though I kept backsliding & failing, I’m so thankful ‘His mercies are new every morning’❣️
God is so faithful & loving & forgiving, even when we are not.
I’m a Grandma of 12 now & have been through & still going through trials & tribulations, but nobody could ever convince me God is not real because I have experienced Him too many times & in too many ways throughout my life.
Without Him miraculously saving my life numerous times I would have died.
I lost my little brother, my mother, my favorite cousin & my only son all within the last 4 years & God carries me through the very bad days, like the ‘Footprints in the Sand’ poem.
God is good & He can & will see us through anything the devil or life throws at us.
💙✝️🦋🙏🏼
I lost my brother in my one year sobriety birthday. I mated another 18 months. I too was abused. My step father beat me severely when I was 14. Black and blue welts all up and down my back and legs. I had had enough. I didn’t cry or beg him to stop. So many of our stories are alike and thank you for sharing your experience strength and hope. It’s always a reminder that our strength to go on and overcome is from God. He loves us all! 🙏I’m so sorry for your loss. It’s a parents worse nightmare. I would really have to give my grief to him if I lost one of mine. God bless you and thanks for sharing
God morning Mr. Robertson. By the grace of our Lord, I came across you a few years back and have been hooked ever since. I miss the Phil in the Woods episodes but I still watch them over and over and over. Listening to the Lord through you has been such a blessing and I am thankful for you!!
God bless and be with you and your family. Thank you!!
Phil, resurrection from the dead is our greatest reward. Once He made us alive through His Son indwelling us, hope was birthed in our souls for eternity. The only thing that "six-foot hole" will contain is the enemy of my true identity in Christ - my flesh. Thanks for hitting it out of the park! My family jokes with me about you being my brother from my other mother. Lol. I think they're right.
What a wonderful way to put things in perspective
Amen
Yes yes yes!
I saw the most beautiful sunset tonight and my mind went straight to God and his creation and that He is such a good good Father to me.💙
Perfect timing with this post. Thank you ❤️
Thank you Phil for your message.
Kathy Cooper
Thank You... I needed to hear this. 🙏
Very good read !
Thank you God the Father and thank you Phil for I have learned a lot from you God bless you and your Family in Jesus name Amen !! !!
I so enjoy getting your posts in my email. We need to be reminded of the Truth often. It is so encouraging! I thank God for you and your family and your testimony. It has been a blessing to me. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
The simple truth is powerful.
Thank you
Amen! This is the hope I cling to daily. Oh what wretched men and women we would be without Christ.
Exactly, Jim. Those wretched men are people within my crosshairs. Ready, aim, save!