Cunning & Baffling

There it was this morning, the news we had lost another one to overdose. Her name was Autumn Miller, she was 31 years old, and she had passed through one of our partner programs about a year ago. 
You would have never known by looking at her that she was a drug addict, she looked like someone with a plan, a dream, and a future, someone you would bet on to have a productive life. But as we know, addiction is cunning & baffling, it has no boundaries, makes absolutely no sense as to why we keep trying to destroy ourselves, and takes bad turns when we least expect it to, even when things seem to be going right.
At the end of our meetings we say "keep coming back- it works if we work it" and that phrase is the key. We can never stop working on our recovery just like an athlete cannot stop training if they want to succeed. In some form or fashion we must continue to work on destroying the big, bad wolf that chases us.
This week I did "Eat The Wolf" at some of our meetings. It was a spin on the story of The Three Little Pigs, with a conclusion that the smart little pig, the one with that brick house - he devised a plan to trap the wolf in a boiling pot, then when the wolf slid down that chimney trying to eat those little pigs, he fell into that pot and the smart pig slammed the lid shut on it. Then they cooked that wolf up and ate him for dinner.
We who are unable to fight that wolf off by ourselves need to turn our lives over to the chef who knows how to serve that wolf up for dinner. Read it in the story in Matthew 7 of The Wise & Foolish Builder - we put into practice what we read and hear about Him, stand on that rock that He is, and we can withstand any storm, any wolf.
On December 4, Autumn posted this on her Facebook page, and as I write this my eyes are tearing up. It was a re-post from someone else's post: "My relationship with God is my number one focus. I know that if I take care of that, God will take care of everything else."
I don't know what happened, but the Wolf got her. It truly is cunning & baffling. But I do know that all of us in this addiction recovery battle hurt for those who have been lost, and we will never stop ministering to those who want to be saved from the clutches of that big, bad Wolf. 
RIP Autumn Miller!