I am not sure if all of you know, I was on meth for 6 years. This story resonates to me, especially because I have friends and family still stuck in their battles today. God did a miracle for me, when I got down on my knees in utter despair. I knew I couldn't be a mom on drugs. This is not the case for many. Many have to do the battle, they have to get up and go to meetings and work hard. Harder than any other work there is. God bless those people and give them the strength they need. He was my strength. I still battle many other things that I don't get miracles for. I have to do the work. But, I trust that in time, and hard work, I will get through. Afterwards, there may be new battles, but my trust is always in the Lord. This story brought me way back and I wanted to share it for anyone you may know that needs it