7 Days Its been 7 days since I was given the worst, yet most gracious gift, I could have ever been given. The gift of {another} bomb. The biggest bomb yet. I had seen these gifts in my life before, but this bomb was the bomb that would leave me rendered completely helpless. The beautiful bomb that ripped me from my misery, the prison of my own mind, of self-reliance and achievement, and gave me a new shot at this thing called life. The shattering. To the point where I could not pick up my own pieces. I could not fix the mess. The bomb that {finally} forced Reliance on my Creator. Full reliance. Being raised in church, and once again finding my eyes looking up over the past few years, I 'knew' that there was freedom in Christ. And trust me, I was trying to understand that. And have that. But that's the point. I was trying. There is a difference between trying , and doing. Or being brought to the point where you can't do either. You see, I do things....