This post doesn’t really have anything to do with alcoholism, other
than the fact that I was praying for my alcoholic son when God winked at
me. No, of course I didn’t actually see God wink; but for lack of a
better term that’s what I call it. Let me explain.
I have Christmas lights around the balcony of my apartment that are
plugged into a timer/sensor. This sensor turns the lights on at dark
and turns them off 6 hours later. Since my son entered the
alcohol recovery
program at The Way, I have tried to make it a habit of going into his
bedroom in the morning, kneeling by his bed, and praying for him. Some
mornings I get busy and forget, but I always pray for him later in the
day. This morning I did take the time
to pray in his bedroom. It was 6:45 in the morning and the sun had already risen. His
bedroom window
looks out on the balcony, and as I prayed for him all of a sudden the
Christmas lights on the balcony turned on. I stared at them in
amazement. I felt in my spirit that God was using the lights to tell me
that He hears my prayers for my son and that He has everything under
control. As I left my son’s bedroom and returned to the living room,
the Christmas lights turned off again. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
I remember when my late husband was still alive, during his drinking
days, God used two geese flying over my house every morning as I left
for work to give me hope. Hope that my husband would one day become
sober and stay sober; hope that my marriage would get better, which both
eventually happened. It’s these occasional winks from God that
increase my faith and keep me going. Thanks, God!
