I was a hopeless and helpless drunk who found the love of God through the soul of a man….
I clearly remember the first time I felt hope. I had just quit drinking and was extremely sick. I was physically, emotionally, and spiritually spent.
Alcoholism is a feeling disease, and music is very therapeutic. I was driving in Gary and I heard Michael Jackson’s “Man in the Mirror” on the radio. Tears of joy and gratitude started streaming down my face. Externally, nothing had changed. I was still extremely sick, penniless, and driving a car with a cracked windshield that I could not afford to fix.
At that moment, though, I made a choice to trust God, and that’s when he went to work in my life.
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Source: NY Daily News | All Things Michael