He was out of prison and infested with bugs.
The bugs weren’t real but the scars on his face from clawing and scratching were.
Nine months later and he’s clean from meth and heroin. No more rash. No more parasites. A recent promotion at his full time job. A relationship. And the ability to help take care of his mother.
These are the things he took back from the clutches of death.
He had slowly walked himself into hell. But one day, he decided to turn around and walk the hell out.
He taught me something important…
It is never too late to turn around.
“The wondrous love of God toward man is recognized when man is in misfortunes that are destroying his hope. Here God manifests His power for man’s salvation. For man never recognizes the power of God in tranquility and freedom.” — St. Isaac the Syrian
CLP – you’re full at your practice until potentially even after March according to your receptionist, but as someone who feels to have been divinely directed to you.. please keep me in your doctor prayers at the very least 🤪 you seem like a lit and legit doc. I’ve enjoyed your blog.
Where are you located? I can make an exception for divine intervention haha