Ten years ago I wrote: “My friend Mike ate breakfast last week, which is nothing short of a miracle.
“He doesn’t shake anymore or wake up in the middle of the night sweating. The little green monkeys that haunt him are gone too.”
This week, my friend Mike is celebrating 10 years being sober. Not just sober, but healed and forgiven, whole and hopeful. He’s tasted the mercy of God, felt his hand of grace that pulled him from the abyss.