As in many families, addictions-alcohol, drugs, gambling, etc.-have had a lot of impact on mine.
I wish I could nullify, blot out all the damage addictions have caused. I wish I had all the money that is down the drain-not just the cost of the "have to have" but all the fines, fees, loss of work in the aftermath.
Sometimes it takes years to dig out of the hole we dug for ourselves and our loved ones and sometimes we never get completely out. Then there are the effects on our health, the destruction of our bodies.
I guess the reason for this kind of "rant" is this poem I ran across the other day that I wrote several years ago. It isn't dated so my best guess is 8-10. At this time there are still consequences being paid from the actions of that time-health issues, deaths, monetary.
It "just" started with such little things,
"just" a little sneaking round, "just" little disobeyings.
"Just" ignoring God's very own commandments,
"just" not putting God first, "just" not honoring his parents.
"Just" trying that very first cigarette,
"just" not thinking he'd have to look back in regret.
Then the "justs" just got easier and crazier-
just to have more fun to feel just a little jazzier.
So then he had to try "just" a little smoke
"just" for that higher high he craved when he awoke.
And "just" to intensify his mood, "just" help him think
he began to add "just" a little drink.
Now, he's lost his home and family, sees life with disgust
at all the destruction caused by "just" those "little justs".
It is "just" Satan's greatest fairy tale, "just" his biggest piece of fiction
that all those "little justs" wouldn't destroy him with addiction.
If he's "just"stood on God's Word, kept all His commandments
he'd have found his true need was "just" God's love, God's peace and God's contentment.
May God bless and keep you today