Working with those in addiction is, to say the least, a difficult road to be on; however, those who embrace the Lord Jesus, get healed. The thing is that those who don’t, die.
The voice of someone in addiction is silenced by the drugs and alcohol that have them in chains and owns their soul. If you listen very carefully, you can hear their cries of despair. Their silent voices are carried in the wind that, if you pay close attention, brushes against your face as they walk by. Their unspoken words are simply, “help me out of this madness“. Listen for those words and rescue your friend…your loved one.
I have a friend who really wanted to help kids in trouble and in prison. He wanted to make a difference in their lives by telling them about his. He would talk about how he wished he could tell kids that addiction is cruel…it’s a friend for a few weeks and then it becomes your worst enemy that you cannot get rid of. Working with kids in trouble…that was his dream…all he wanted to do in his life. The problem was that he was in an addiction he thought he couldn’t get free of. No one ever mentored him. No one ever told him his life mattered. No one held him and said, “it’s going to be alright”…no one! It was impossible to convince him that his life does matter and that his dream can come true. My husband and I were going to help him to make that happen. He just couldn’t make the ‘choice’ to be free of his addiction. Yesterday, after two emergency hospital visits, he was sent home to die. His liver has failed. It’s a matter of days now. He chose his addiction over God and His way out to freedom. The world and the 12 Steppers already had gotten to him for years, telling him he will never get free. They told him the lie they tell everyone seeking help; they told him he would always be a hopeless addict unable to deal with relapse after relapse and that his ‘disease’ was fatal. How EVIL! Because of AA & the ‘Steppers’, I am losing my friend. AA not only doesn’t work…not only destroys one’s spirit…it’s pure evil from the very pit of hell.
I tried to lead him to the Cross. That is a decision of choice, not force. My friend made the wrong choice. There are many troubled kids out there who will never know of my friend’s love, compassion, wisdom and victory. Those kids will be missing a great and awesome mentor and precious human being.
Remember that someone in addiction is not a criminal or a diseased hopeless mess. They are people in despair who have made bad choices to use drugs and alcohol to relieve their depression. They saw no other way out, so you need to reach out and get them the proper help they need.
My heart, once again, is broken. Father, in Jesus Name, heal my heart so I can get back up and keep walking this road you’ve put me on to help those in the darkness of addiction.