While doing laundry this morning I started thinking about the last few months going through Breast Cancer. It has been tough at times. The first round of Chemo, put me in bed for 3-4 days at a time, and with pretty severe body aches. Along with this time of the treatment came a very healthy fear. I knew with every ounce of my heart and soul, that I could not take a drink, or any addictive drug. Would I have had this healthy fear had I not had such a low bottom drunk? I’m not so sure that I would have. There are times when I am extremely grateful for my brokeness. This was one of those times. It has not been easy. Going through the physical pain has been hard. There have been times that I cried out to God, and felt like I still had no relief. That’s where faith comes in. God has never left me, and never let me down. I don’t know what is in my future, but I trust that if I surrender my will to God, his plan for me is greater than anything I could come up with on my own. During my drinking, I was very deep in self-will. You don’t go through 6 treatment centers and still drink if you aren’t hanging on to self-will. Today my self-will is scary to me. I’ve also learned to listen to the Holy Spirit. That little voice inside me that says, “I don’t think I would do that if I were you”. I don’t always hear that voice. Sometimes I hear nothing. Still working on what that means, but I clearly hear when I am being told NO! Progress not perfection I guess….All said and done, thank you Lord for allowing me to survive my “Low Bottom Drunk”