When I first came to the Refuge I was counting the days until I would be back in my hometown and not on a farm in the boonies. The days would just kind of drag along and I missed the days when I would stay up all night and sleep all day. I would get lonely and desperate for male attention. I wanted my life back.
But then when I got real with myself I realized that this thing I had called life wasn’t life it was hell. I opened my eyes one day and I opened my ears to hear. The Refuge became home and I no longer counted down the days, instead I soaked up every moment I have here and realized that I am truly blessed. I am surrounded by truth and love everyday. I’m content with the Lord. Yes, I may pray for a husband! But I’m no longer a codependent mess. Well, I am codependent but only on Jesus. Now I am worried about the day when I will have to say goodbye to the Refuge.
I just know that I can’t go back to the way it used to be. God has changed my heart and I don’t have to settle anymore. Why would I go back to hell when I’m already on my way to heaven?
Written by: a grateful Refuge guest, Brittany 12/2012