January 14, 2009 will be a day forever etched in my memory. It was the day I learned that my oldest child was ....
a heroin addict
"he's been doing heroin" words spoken by his then girlfriend.
heroin ...
for a moment I couldn't breathe
I hung up the phone
I was alone
the house was silent except for the deafening scream that came from the depths of my soul
I didn't scream audibly
it was much louder than that
for a moment I couldn't breathe
I hung up the phone
I was alone
the house was silent except for the deafening scream that came from the depths of my soul
I didn't scream audibly
it was much louder than that
For weeks I had had my suspicions that something was not right. He had a history of drug use. Marijuana mainly, sometimes hallucinogenic drugs
So many signs
signs I didn't want to see
What mother wants to see that her son is a drug addict?
I had forgotten my prayers...
"Lord God, please reveal the truth"
Weeks earlier some money had gone missing , there was a confrontation, denial ... no proof only suspicions.
For years my prayers had been the same.
Dear Lord, please break the hold drugs have on him
Lord, call him to yourself
Lord Jesus, send him strong christian fellowship
friends who will pray for him, encourage him
Lord, speak to him
Yet as the years went by the hold that drugs had seemed to get stronger
there were no christian friends in his life
his high school friends had all but disappeared
so my prayers stayed the same ... but with one more ...
Lord reveal the truth
there had been times of hope
he had lived at home for a year without incident. Working, saving money. Spending time with family.
I thought I had seen glimpses of my lost boy
then an answered prayer
Here was the truth
the truth was heroin
heroin flowing in my child's veins
blinding him to his savior
his family
his future
poison
killing him
little by little
with each needle
this child of mine who carries my heart
killed a part of me too
then an answered prayer
Here was the truth
the truth was heroin
heroin flowing in my child's veins
blinding him to his savior
his family
his future
poison
killing him
little by little
with each needle
this child of mine who carries my heart
killed a part of me too