A bad beginning
In August 2002 I fell into a pothole. I spent the next 8 months in bed. I was in excruciating pain for much of the time. I was on a variety of pain meds.
Time, Time, Time, Time, Time .......
Yes I certainly had time, some days it felt like too much time.
The bad thing about so much time where you can't do anything much is you get time to think.
The good thing about so much time where you can't do anything much is you get time to think.
As a Christian you also know that you are not alone. Even when there is no one else there, God is still there. This can be the most comforting thing; but it can be the most uncomfortable thing too. There is no where to run, nothing to distract, no business to hide in. This is hard & it leads to
A Time to Get Real
During this 8 months I was faced with some harsh realities of my life. I prayed. I got angry with God. I got suicidal. I returned to a cynical attitude I had not experienced since before coming to know God.
Then something changed. God began revealing things. I changed. I got a new perspective.
I found hope even in the possibility of hopelessness.
I began to write.
The book I began writing in the beginning of 2003 was the
"The Liberation of Powerlessness"
