We are so quick to put the label “recovering” on people with real issues. Aren’t we?
The alcoholics, the drug addicts, the ones who look at pornography.
They are the ones who have something to recover from – the sins that are just so big even from society standards. It is easy to swoop all of these people together and require them to get better before they come back to be with the rest of us – the ones who were just born recovered.
Only by the grace of God I do not have any of these so-called real issues in which I am recovering from.
However, I am still recovering.
But really, aren’t we all?
This life we are living is a life of recovery – recovery from the lies that were told to the first two humans on this earth and the consequence of their belief in them.
The earth itself and all who is in it has been in recovery ever since.
My recovery may not look like other people’s. It may not be consumed by group meetings and abstinence. But that does not make the work any less important or the demons any less accusatory.
No, my recovery is from the things that rot from the inside. Things like pride and selfishness. Arrogance and negativity. Over-indulgence and discontentment. The things that I can hide from most people by not letting them get too close or just by putting on a happy smile. But they are things that I can’t hide from myself. Or from God.
In a few weeks I am releasing an eBook entitled Fall for Him: 25 Challenges from a Recovering Single. I thought about whether I should use the word “recovering” in the title. It isn’t a very pleasant word, and no one wants to believe that singleness is something that requires recovery.
But for me it is the best word to describe my life since being single. It is funny how when you come out of something you can see it so much clearer.
There is a certain amount of recovery that all of us endure simply by living in a fallen world. There are life circumstances that are out of our control and leave us wounded, battered, and recovering.
Then there are our life choices. The choices we make that add to the recovery process. The root of these choices is not keeping our eyes on Jesus.
The latter is the category that I fall in as a recovering single. Yes, the loneliness, the fear, the confusion, the anger, all of that still would have ebbed and flowed throughout my single years. But the choices that I made to deal with those feelings is what makes me now recovering. I didn’t keep my eyes on Jesus.
Fortunately the Cross makes recovery possible. Jesus’s death and resurrection is the only event that makes it possible. There will always be recovery from this fallen world until we are fully recovered and made perfect in Heaven.
But in the meantime, for those times when our eyes turn away, healing, restoration, and new-life are available now, too.
My prayer is that Fall for Him: 25 Challenges from a Recovering Single gives women insight into the times that my eyes fell away from Jesus during my single years so that maybe they will choose to keep theirs firmly planted on Him, and they will not have to recover. And if they do, that they will experience God’s perfect love through healing.