Finding Myself With Jesus: A Poetic Journey From Addiction to Redemption

By Paul Mowery

his book is a poetic account of my experiences in the journey of finding and getting to know who I am with Jesus in my heart.

The best gift I have ever received was being court ordered to a faith-based rehab center in Hot Springs, Arkansas called Shalom. It was there that I rededicated myself to the Lord. I began a surrender that I will never end and learned the basic skills to suit up in the armor of God, where all things are possible.

I pray the poems I have written while turning my life around will inspire you. They were written while I was going through real struggles in my mind. Although through my heart I truly believe God inspired the words to help others dealing with the same issues.

Hope restores your belief that with faith, all things are possible through prayer.

Live because tomorrow is not guaranteed.

Love because a hardened heart produces a hard life.

Laugh because laughter really is chicken soup for the soul.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Apr 17, 2024
• ISBN: 9798890439024

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Finding Myself With Jesus

A Poetic Journey From Addiction to Redemption

Paul Mowery

ISBN 979-8-89043-901-7 (paperback)

ISBN 979-8-89043-902-4 (digital)

Copyright © 2024 by Paul Mowery

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods without the prior written permission of the publisher. For permission requests, solicit the publisher via the address below.

Christian Faith Publishing

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Meadville, PA 16335

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Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

My (Last) Addiction

How It All Began

The Road Back to You

Choice

Are You Ready Now?

Don't Just

Rehab Revelation, God's Newest Army

Awaken and Rise

The Shower Cleansing

It's Time to Sink This Boat

One at a Time

Energy Spent

Just for Today

Me, Myself, and God

Into the Refuge

Think Before You Happen

The Anger Train

He Will

Chance Change

Beating the Odds

God Cannot Hurt You

The Devil in Disguise

Walking on Water

The Bad Seed

My Attention

Not a Chance

Right and Wrong

Beholding Beauty

Standing Ground

If I Died Today

People Hurting Hurt People

Growing Back

God's Time

Free Yourself

Collateral Damage

Staying True

In the End, It Begins

Why Are You Here

Tend Your Garden

Bending Your Own End

Pull Your Weight

It Takes You

The Struggle Is Real

Right Now

No Offense

Love = Time

The Best Stuff

It's This Simple

Real Talk

Help

Step Up

Judgment

Who's to Blame

Plain and Simple

Unlocked

Courageous Spirit

The Truth

Not Alone

Pray

One Day at a Time

No Title

God's Way

Thank God

Letting Go

The Ultimate Gift

Believe

Prepared

Good Judgment to Judge Ralph Ohm

Food for Thought

Time, Love, and God

The Lesser of Two Lessons

Get Persistent

Praise God for Easter

Goals

Praise the Lord

Acknowledgments

About the Author

My (Last) Addiction

Before I started my (last) addiction, I was a financial services representative for MetLife, licensed by the State of Arkansas for life and health insurance. I also carried a series 6 and 63 license with the United States Securities Exchange Commission. I was a charter member and president of the Lake Hamilton Alumni Association and a member at the Hot Springs Chamber of Commerce. As president of its education committee, I was the master of ceremonies for a banquet honoring the top 5% of graduating seniors in Garland County. I was also on a local judges junior advisory board, helping juveniles and their parents with their first offenses.

The end of my second marriage sent me down a rabbit hole. I gave up, lost my spirit, and didn't care what happened to me. The world grazed on me for several years, chipping away at everything I had gained my entire life. I didn't care. I retreated to my bedroom and let the world take over everything past that door.

I met my third wife two years into my last addiction. We tried to battle our tendencies but lost after five years. The devil had strongholds on both of us; we never really had a chance. That failure plunged me into a rabbit hole inside the rabbit hole…

I lost everything I had left in the next two years—myself, material things, and what family I had. Not my proudest moments watching my nephew, a Garland County sheriff, raid my house not once, not twice, but