Last Saturday we took Shaun to A Sober Way Home in Prescott. In this picture we're sitting on the steps of the detox center, he was about to be admitted. He wanted a cigarette before they took him away.
As we sat there, I told him that I loved him. I told him that I am so very proud of him. I told him he can do this! He said he just wants to cry. He said it feels like we're just dropping him. I said it's ok to cry. I 'm sure there is some crying that happens in rehab. God knows there's certainly enough crying out of rehab.
As Shaun finished his cigarette, Tom said the most loving words to him. Tom told him that no matter what, we're still a family. He told him he was proud of him. He gave Shaun the reassurance that he so desperatly needs. That's NEVER happened to us (Shaun & I) before. Not even his own father has said those words to him. Miracles happen that way, when God works. We walked inside, Tom gave Shaun a big ole bear hug, and held onto him for what seemed like a long time. Then it was my turn...I held his face in my hands....I told him he's my Angel Boy. Always my Angel Boy.
God is with Shaun. It's God's Will for Shaun to get better. Amen. It's God's Will that awakened Shaun to the realization that he needs treatment or he will surely die. Amen. It's God's Will that broke all the barriers to make this happen. Amen. He has opened all the gates wide open! I know He will continue to do the same throughout Shauns recovery. Throughout Shauns life. Thank you Jesus. I have never been so humbled and so grateful. Drop to my knees grateful.
Once home from the road trip to Prescott, I setteled down into a nice relaxing bubble bath. Tom came in and lit a candle for me. He turned on the sound box to the Ocean Surf setting.
As I soaked there, immersed in bubbles, I thought about the details of the day. I ran my hands through the bubbles as they float on top of the water. I focused on the sound of the ocean's surf as it lapped against the sand. As the water receded, so did any underlying stress that was lingering. I thought about how calm I was throughout everything. It's the kind of calm, the kind of peace, that only God can provide.
In the days that have followed since Saturday, God continues to work. He keeps me calm. He keeps me mindfull of the task at hand. He keeps me focused on what I can do, on what He wants me to do. He reminds me that He has brought Shaun this far and He will bring him the rest of the way.
Lord God, thank you for your mercy. Thank you for a new cup of grace to get through each day. Please be with Shaun. Please keep him focused on his recovery. Please free him from the bondage of alcohol. Please release him from any worries he may have outside of recovery. Please reveal Yourself to him and please know how very thankful I am. Amen.
As we sat there, I told him that I loved him. I told him that I am so very proud of him. I told him he can do this! He said he just wants to cry. He said it feels like we're just dropping him. I said it's ok to cry. I 'm sure there is some crying that happens in rehab. God knows there's certainly enough crying out of rehab.
As Shaun finished his cigarette, Tom said the most loving words to him. Tom told him that no matter what, we're still a family. He told him he was proud of him. He gave Shaun the reassurance that he so desperatly needs. That's NEVER happened to us (Shaun & I) before. Not even his own father has said those words to him. Miracles happen that way, when God works. We walked inside, Tom gave Shaun a big ole bear hug, and held onto him for what seemed like a long time. Then it was my turn...I held his face in my hands....I told him he's my Angel Boy. Always my Angel Boy.
God is with Shaun. It's God's Will for Shaun to get better. Amen. It's God's Will that awakened Shaun to the realization that he needs treatment or he will surely die. Amen. It's God's Will that broke all the barriers to make this happen. Amen. He has opened all the gates wide open! I know He will continue to do the same throughout Shauns recovery. Throughout Shauns life. Thank you Jesus. I have never been so humbled and so grateful. Drop to my knees grateful.
Once home from the road trip to Prescott, I setteled down into a nice relaxing bubble bath. Tom came in and lit a candle for me. He turned on the sound box to the Ocean Surf setting.
As I soaked there, immersed in bubbles, I thought about the details of the day. I ran my hands through the bubbles as they float on top of the water. I focused on the sound of the ocean's surf as it lapped against the sand. As the water receded, so did any underlying stress that was lingering. I thought about how calm I was throughout everything. It's the kind of calm, the kind of peace, that only God can provide.
In the days that have followed since Saturday, God continues to work. He keeps me calm. He keeps me mindfull of the task at hand. He keeps me focused on what I can do, on what He wants me to do. He reminds me that He has brought Shaun this far and He will bring him the rest of the way.
Lord God, thank you for your mercy. Thank you for a new cup of grace to get through each day. Please be with Shaun. Please keep him focused on his recovery. Please free him from the bondage of alcohol. Please release him from any worries he may have outside of recovery. Please reveal Yourself to him and please know how very thankful I am. Amen.
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