THE ROAD (My 12-Step Road To Recovery) By Staci Thomas I see a long and lonely road Just up the path from me. It seems so very dark. I stop where I am, Scared to proceed. What will this road bring? What will I encounter on it? Will it be worth it? Is there another way around it? I begin shaking from the fear, Begging for some kind of help. Just then, I see A dim light at my feet, Encouraging me to move forward. I hesitate. The light moves forward. Somehow, I know I must follow it. So I do. One step, then two, then three. Each step seems to take A tremendous amount of effort. The light moves forward, And I follow. Step four, oh the pain! Is this road really worth it? Can I really stand the pain, The hard climb? Yet, somehow through the pain I notice the light is always with me, Continually encouraging me. I take another step, This one equally as painful. Yet with this step, I find The light is getting brighter. I lay down Several items I was carrying, No longer finding their contents Necessary, desirable. A sixth step. My weaknesses Seem to be so visible. Should I continue? Can I continue? Yet I look down and notice The light is brighter than before. So I continue on. A seventh step forward, and I finally see How wrong I had been about this road, About many things in my life. Another difficult step. I’m flooded with memories Of those I’ve hurt, Those I’ve wronged. How will they forgive me? How can I forgive myself? Somehow, I continue onward. Another step up. However, instead of hurt, I find love. I find forgiveness. I find happiness. I find the light. It’s much brighter now. I continue to follow it. A tenth step forward. Feeling much more secure, I drop more unwanted items And push forward. I’m discovering I love this road. One more step forward. I look back and realize Where I was And where I am now. I drop to my knees, Thankful for how far I’ve come. One additional step up. I suddenly realize I made it to the top! I see the Light! My eyes feel with tears As He wraps his arms around me. Love floods me Like I’ve never felt before. Then something unexpected happens. The Light hands me A borrowed light. His light. I shine it back down the road, The beginning of the road Where I see a friend Who just noticed A dim light in front of her. My borrowed light. His light. And suddenly I realize My long and lonely road Wasn’t so lonely after all.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 14:08:47 +0000
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