Celebrate recovery--everyday. This world has a way of abusing its inhabitants. It seems to me that most of us spend the first eighteen years or so of life learning how to live--and the rest of our life finding out that we don't know anything--yet. We are a work in process. A picture puzzle in the hands of God. He alone knows where to put all the pieces. Thank God, for most of the time I don't even know they're missing...until he slips a piece in place --and then, WOW! I love it. The picture may not be complete yet, but at least it is beginning to make sense. :-)
Blessings J'nia