But I also agree with everything else he stated including this...
"God gives us courage because He is calling us to scary places.
Places full of people who cannot free themselves, who need a miracle, and who need people who don’t talk theory, but instead show the mercy that left them speechless.
Only those who have risked it all can stand tall in the places where God is calling them.
He has a crazy plan for bringing His kingdom on earth as it is in heaven, and He wants me and you to be a part of it.
All it requires is that we choose to get a little crazy."
You see, just a little over 2 years ago, I was hopeless and needed a miracle and I got one. I got sober and for the past 820 days, I have remained sober.
People showed me God's mercy that left them speechless and now it's my turn to do the same.
The first year in sobriety, I spent figuring out who I was without alcohol. Turns out, I am a much better person sans booze. No, really. Ask anyone.
My second year in sobriety, I spent trying to really grow closer to God and grow deeper along spiritual lines. I read Marilyn Chadwick's book, "Sometimes He Whispers, Sometimes He Roars." Now, personally, I prefer for God to roar...you know, make it really loud and clear with what His direction and plan are for me. Well, I learned that sometimes those tiny whispers are the clearest, because they keep coming back to you over and over. They grow in your heart whisper by whisper until one day, it's loud and clear. I took Marilyn's advice and started praying daily for God to break my heart for what breaks His.
Now listen. I must warn you. This prayer is powerful. Get ready. Seriously. Like, for real.
God broke my heart over and over and over with people living and dying from the disease of addiction. But the beautiful part of that is with every time my heart broke a little, it provided me with an opportunity to be of service to someone in need.
My prayers to God have evolved in a really organic and beautiful way over the past two years. I'm pretty sure He appreciates that I don't yell at Him anymore, but He's really patient like that.
So, all those little whispers (aka as my heart breaking for the still suffering) became a giant roar and it's called Will's Place.
Opening a sober living home in memory of Will has been a hope since getting sober. I started praying about it a couple years ago and now, I am praying for it. It's really happening and it wouldn't be possible without all the support we are getting from everyone in the community and those with a heart for the hurting. Will's Place is going to be a home that will house 12 men who have a real desire to stay sober, work on their recovery and give back to the community. A home that will provide them with the support, direction, structure and resources to be self supporting. A place they can continue to heal and grow physically, mentally, spiritually and socially. A safe place and a place of hope.
I'm stepping out in this crazy thing we call faith and letting go of fear.
Do, I have all the answers? No. But guess, what? I'm just that crazy!