Summary
SummaryIβm Amy, and I want to share how my life felt broken from the very start. Growing up, my dadβs anger loomed over our homeβheβd lash out at my mom, and I remember feeling terrified as a little girl π’. When I was four, they sent me to preschool hoping Iβd be safe, but that day something inside me shut down. By eight, I tasted a sip of whiskey Coke, and suddenly I understood a numbness I couldnβt get enough of π. By age thirteen, I was already drinking heavily. My family only went to church on Christmas and Easter, and those stories painted God as angryβflooding the earth or sending fire from heaven. To me, He felt like my father.
In my early twenties, I was diagnosed with Crohnβs disease, and the constant pain made opioids easy to come by. I grabbed my dadβs pain pills on Christmas Day 2008 and swallowed as many as I couldβI just wanted to be done. But when I woke up in the hospital, my friends from Lincoln were there, telling me about Jesusβs loveβthat He wasnβt angry or judging me π₯Ί. They showed me it was safe to hand Him my brokenness and walk through the pain together.
It wasnβt an overnight fix; recovery took years. With women from Celebrate Recovery who never judged me and truly reflected Jesusβs grace, I learned what it meant to surrenderβnot just my addictions, but my anger toward God. Now, Iβm filled with joy, stepping into real friendships and finding freedom from the chains of pain and the need for any more βfixesβ π. Itβs glorious freedomβthis Christmas, I have hope because of Jesus ππ.
Amy has struggled with substances for most of her life, but when she least expects it, Christ finds her.
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Time Chapters
Β 00:10 Troubled Childhood & First Drink 02:34 Opioid Addiction 03:31 Awakened by God's Love 04:17 Stepping into Recovery 05:46 Embracing Joy
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