Further along

In Traveling Mercies Anne Lamott published the story of her slow slide into despair, and of the born-again moment that saved her. After years lost in addictive behavior, including bulimia, alcoholism, drug use and abusive relationships, she reached bottom. One day she lay in her room, sad and shaken after an abortion and too many drinks. “I became aware of someone with me. . . . I knew beyond any doubt that it was Jesus. I felt him as surely as I feel my dog lying nearby as I write this.” Lamott compared her acceptance of Jesus’ presence to acknowledging a stray cat who had followed her home and wouldn’t leave. “I quit,” she said to Jesus. “All right. You can come in.”


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