Imagine a small child who has fallen and scraped their knees on a playground. They don't need to pick themselves up, clean their own wounds, or act like they aren't hurting before calling out for help. The loving parent doesn't wait at home for the child to heal themselves; they run directly to where the child fell, scoop them up in their arms, and begin the work of comforting and healing right there on the gravel. Many of us mistakenly believed we had to fix our lives, clean up our mess, and get everything right before God would accept us. Admitting that we are powerless over our addictions shatters that illusion by calling us to acknowledge our brokenness. God does not wait for us to pull ourselves together; He meets us precisely where we are in the middle of our weakness, fear, and pain. When we stop running and admit our need, His strong right hand reaches down to lift us up. | 
