I gathered notes together for a Sunday sermon recollecting so many things God took me from. Places that many times left me shattered… Time and time again! There was no escaping.
I stood in that place of the beaten path. Beaten from life that was nothing but addiction, affliction, confliction and every other creation of my own world. This place left enough room for God to move the only way He could in a situation like that.
Break it…
Before it breaks her.
What once was “well put together” eventually became a huge dismantlement. So I am left reflecting of that place. As much as I thought I was well, inside I was dying every day. Thank GOD He stepped in before I would have never returned. Continue reading




