Day 70 – Promise Land Glimpse (reflection/prayer)
Seventy days.Not seventy clean, not seventy pretty—but seventy returns.I caught a glimpse today—of the peace You promised,the life You said was possible.God, let me keep walking toward it.
DeeBo
Day 69 – Fuck Off & Amen (poem)
I told the cravings, “Fuck off.”I told God, “Amen.”Sometimes that’s the whole program.
Day 68 – Middle of Nowhere (raw thought)
Recovery feels like a dirt road through nowhere.But I’ve been lost before,and this ain’t that.This is heading home.
Day 67 – Coffee & Pages (prayer)
God,The only thing keeping me upright todayis bitter coffee and holy words.I’ll take it.Meet me here.
Day 66 – Liar’s Voice (raw thought)
The voice told me I could handle “just one.”I laughed in its face.Because I know how that movie ends—and I’m tired of re-runs.
Day 65 – Empty Hands (poem)
I don’t bring You victory.I don’t bring You polish.I bring empty handsand a heart still pulsing.You call it enough.
Day 64 – Brotherhood (raw thought)
Got carried by my people today.Didn’t ask, didn’t want to.They showed up anyway.That’s recovery. That’s grace.
Day 63 – Knees to Concrete (prayer)
God,Even if it means gravel in my skin,I’ll keep dropping to my knees.Better scraped in prayer than whole in self-will.
Day 62 – Chaos Ride (raw thought)
Life’s been chaos. Work, family, program sideways.But I strapped in and didn’t bail.Sometimes the ride just sucks, but bailing makes it worse.
Day 61 – Ashes to Fire (poem)
Addict brain said I was burned out.Dead wood.Ash heap.God said, “Strike the match.”Now I’m glowing again.