I have come to the point in my life where I realize that I am an alcoholic. I fought that at first.
I prayed heaps – asked God for signs and miracles – he gave me heaps.
I wanted to control my drinking – it controlled me.
I went to a “secular” counselor. I hated him. He challenged me about my faith. I hated that even more.
In the end, desperate, I gave my problem to God. I clung on to the text from
“those who wait upon the Lord shall walk and not faint . . .” – that’s all I wanted but our gracious God is enabling me to rise up with eagle’s wings. I have days of rebellion and struggle but God is faithful.
Praise his name.