Footprints Through the Minefield

Hebrews 2:14

Because God’s children are human beings—made of flesh and blood—the Son also became flesh and blood. For only as a human being could he die, and only by dying could he break the power of the devil, who had the power of death. (NLT)

“How can they rise out of such misery, bad repute and hopelessness? The practical answer is that since these things have happened among us, they can happen with you. Should you wish them above all else, and be willing to make use of our experience, we are sure they will come. The age of miracles is still with us. Our own recovery proves that!” (Alcoholics Anonymous, page 153)

The devil made me do it –
the devil that’s my need,
my habit, my compulsion.
The devil held me, made me want to die,
made me need to die to break free,
to live.
Impossible, the task –
impossible to turn around,
transmogrify debris,
craft elegance from dung.
Had not a crowd of witnesses
walked the steps ahead,
left footprints through the minefield,
I’d have given up, stayed dead,
dismissing the follow of the path.

God, thanks for leading me,
for sending others, a visible, tangible
example of hope, of life.

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