I coach a lot of moms of addicts. Most of you know I am a mom to two smart and beautiful daughters as well as a step mom to three little men. My heart lies in helping others through a really awful situation and to share hope with others despite the darkness. Today, I was given the blessing and go ahead from our church Campus Pastor to begin to lead a meeting that I hope will reach a lot of parents and grand parents of addicted loves ones in our community.
Along with a beautiful friend of mine, we will begin leading this weekly meeting this summer. I am honored to be holding this meeting on the land of our new church property. Most of you also know that this land was the land where I grew up, where my daughters grew up, and where I last remember my daughter being free (as pictured above).
I don't know where my daughter is today. I hugged her four days ago after another "friend" of hers alerted me to her location. After her near overdose, I had the police involved (again), an intervention team waiting in the wings (again) and a dear friend by my side holding my faith intact playing worship music as I cried, let down by another attempt to help her. I am not alone in this scary warfare. This meeting is to help others know they are not alone either. My daughter looked at me and yelled, telling me to stop trying and to leave her alone. Through tears, I drove off without her. Again. That doesn't make me a failure. That doesn't mean I give up.
Like I often tell so many of my clients, look for the good everywhere. Even in our darkest pain, look for a way to be a gift, a light, a servant. I am not asking you to do to something that I don't ask of myself and believe me girlfriend, it ain't a piece of cake but my God gives me the courage and the strength to do the unthinkable.
In a space where my child used to play with her dollhouse, with animals, with her cousins and sister; where her grandparents held sleepovers and story time, where play pens and pony rides, birthday cake and laughter prevailed, I get to stand, with a friend by my side, and do my best to be a place of peace, love and hope for parents and grandparents who have, are or feel they will be in the middle of a spiritual warfare on their child. I will pray that one day, this same girl will stand at the podium and share her story of redemption.
And today, as I wait for her freedom, I will share this song that moves me with you.
I am thankful, in the mess, for the opportunity. Stay tuned for meeting times.