Arms crossed and leaning back, he glared at me from the last row—brooding, narrowed eyes openly questioning my words.
This was my first time to speak before a Celebrate Recovery group. I knew that these brave hurting men and women sitting before me were there because they wanted to rise above their circumstances. They had been wounded by too many wrong choices in life, choices made either by themselves or others. They also knew their only hope to build a new life is through a higher power. Read more [...]
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