Luke 8:39

 Recently the tv show Fleabag turned up in my life. The ratings are really good, it’s British (love their witty sense of humour) and sounded just all around a great show, which watching the first episode proved true. So great. However, within the first scene, there is a sex scene, which is something in my gut winced at. This type of content wouldn’t have phased me for those who have known me. As I continued to watch I just found myself sad and disappointed. because I knew in myself couldn’t continue watching this show. What the heck is going on? Is this what it means to be in Recovery? I noticed a few years ago that I couldn’t listen to a lot of my old music. Deftones, Korn, Slipknot, Papa Roach and even some music by Pearl Jam just to name a small few and that had been because it's all associated with really rough times, times of trauma, times of using. It’s something no one I’ve known has spoken about in recovery specifically. But I have learnt that we have to turn away from ...

 The last piece of writing on my blog was almost 6 months ago. I never intended to go this long without posting. I have so many things to share, so many moments of profoundly God in my recovery as well as many moments of pain, suffering, joy, grief and hope.  One thing I really would love to touch on is probably the biggest thing that has happend for me. Somthing that has helped to shift somthing in my core. Somthing that has left me closer to who God created me to be, kind compassionate, able to choose to love others and to be loved. Which is to embrace a suffering Jesus. So much of Jesus's ministry he suffered and something I've found hard especially when it comes to Sunday church is how we so only focus on the victorious Jesus, the Jesus who overcame death and is all wonderful and glorious which don't get me wrong I so believe. If the old testament spends so much time pointing to Jesus, and Jesus suffered greatly and deeply then why do we as modern day Christians miss th...