I accepted the Truth of the Gospel as a teenager.  I told Jesus Christ that I believed He was the Son of God and that I wanted Him to take control of my life.  Naïve, innocent that I was, I left that church confident that life would suddenly be wonderful.  I would no longer feel fat, ugly, outcast or empty or be rejected by my peers.  Hah!  Life hasn’t been a consistent journey of laughter-filled mountain top experiences.

In those valley experiences and in the darkest moments of life-threatening situations, God has rescued me.  God has carried me and been my strong fortress.  (Psalm 18:2).  I no longer have to allow my past, my mistakes and my errors in judgment to hold me hostage.

Thank you, Lord God for being my warrior, my strong tower to not only come to my rescue.  You come into the middle of my messes and remind me that in you I am free.  Keep my mind focused on that freedom and not slip back into those chains of bondage.  Amen