12 Months in Treatment

“You have one of two options: 6-8 more weeks of the hospital or inpatient treatment,” the doctor said. Which would you choose? I wanted neither, but I wanted OUT. I found a place in Miami, and told them I’d go on ONE condition…I’d ONLY stay the minimum stay. 12 months later, I laughed back on the statement.

The one thing, the ONLY thing that got me through that LONG 12 months? My hope and faith in things unseen. Jeremiah 29:11 became my battle cry: “For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you (not harm you). Plans to give you a hope and a future.” I was not going to give up (and He wasn’t either).