- My business was drying up.
- The man I married (before I met my wonderful husband that I'm not married to) turned out to be an alcoholic and a thief, who couldn't hold a job and I was working to support him and my son.
- The IRS was adding penalties to back taxes I couldn't pay.
- Debt was piling up, and I couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel.
- My car transmission blew, and I had to borrow money to get it fixed.
- My son was acting like a typical 13 year old, and I was at wit's end.
So, I read Job. What I got from studying that book is complex. In short, I learned to have faith in God. I learned to not blame God for my troubles. For those of you who have read/studied the book of Job, you know what I mean when I say that I also learned not to listen to my friends-- those who don't understand our faith or values. Job's friends kept saying "curse God and die". I believe that God answers prays His way. Not my way. So, when B's roommate split (for rehab) just like that-- I think that's God's work all the way! I have come to realize, that the more I read God's Holy World, the more I realize that if I continued to praise God in all things, he would restore my life and bless it more.
He has! God has blessed me. I'm married to a wonderful man. Amen. I am debt-free, not because my husband paid my debts. He didn't. I worked two jobs, sacrificed and learned a simple theory-- be thankful for what I have. Give money for God's work-- yes, I tithe. I tithe in faith and to give back what I've been give. I learned to want less things, and to live on what I could afford-- that is, I went with cash. Credit cards are paid in full each month. No payments allowed.
It took eleven years to reach this point.
My son's life is not in a good place, but I can see the potential blessings.
He hasn't had a car in five months. Why? I wouldn't pay for the repairs nor the insurance.
The blessing-- it's not as easy for him to drive around to buy or even think about dealing drugs.
My son has a boss who has broken more labor laws than you can imagine.
The blessing-- B is learning to humble himself. He gets to work early, and stays later to make sure his work is finished. He's learning that there will always be a co-worker or boss who can make your life miserable. Still, he goes to work and is learning to shut up and do his work. This is character building.
B can't afford to buy "things".
The blessing-- he's admitted that he's no longer into status clothes. He's happy to receive a shirt that was on clearance at a non shi-shi store. He needs to learn how to buy the things he needs. The rest will come.
It is also a blessing, how close my son and I have grown, since he had to move out of our home. I see my son appreciating the wisdom that I've learned over the years...decades. As I've shared before-- I'm learning to listen and to keep my lecturing to a minimum. I try to be encouraging to my son.
Next-- my son speaks from the heart about his fear of withdrawals.
Another day, I will share that.
I'm trying to limit my length of my posts to not be so lengthy.
My name is Debby. My son is a heroin addict, I struggle with codependency and I'm a believer in Jesus Christ. I need to remind myself of that.