This post was originally posted on December 19th, 2015. I updated it and shared some new lessons and encouragements for you.
It always seems that when I’m outside looking at all the beauty, drinking in the sights and the sounds, gazing at the hills and the mountains, the trees, listening to the birds, and feeling that breeze, that I remember how the Lord has been with me through even the valleys of the shadow of death in recovery. (Psalm 23). I start to get a glimpse of just how far God has brought me, how much Jesus has delivered me, and I’m amazed, knowing that so many of those valleys were really deep, really dark, but there is no valley, I am reminded, that His grace and mercy can not pluck us out of.
Recovery has valleys and mountain tops. Recovery looked so scary to me in the depths of ED. There were days when I JUST didn’t want to recover, and my feelings told me that I should go back to restriction, because I was somehow ‘happy’ when I did that.