Sunday, October 28, 2012

EVER MAKE A MISTAKE?????

It's been along haul.... since July 9th....my Monday thru Thursday nights taken up by the Substance Abuse Counsoling Program at UOP.  I have no clue how I am doing this, well actually I do: Phillipians 4:13 " I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength"

I have learned more than i ever imagined!  I have been able to take a look at myself... my weakness's, my strength's, empthany, sympathy, boundaries, the laws, communicable diseases, co-occuring disorders, treatment planning, did i mention English?.. fragments, run-ons, verbs verbs and verbs!  How to facilitate groups, that's where we are now.... i know its a matter of time and Dr. Kirkwood is gonna put me on the spot, i better get prepared!( and that reminds me... a 4 page term paper due in a week, maybe i should get started!)  Oh and i feel like i have, well i know i have made some new friends...Damian, Eddie, Ronnie, Cynthia, Joe, angelina,Celeste, Nancy, Steve  (who knows, maybe our professional paths will cross).  I have also learned that we are all human and most of us are too hard our ourselves....we are our own worst critic, so we need to be kind and give ourselves a break.  So that brings me to "EVER MAKE A MISTAKE?"




Why do we heap blame upon ourselves whenever we make a mistake?  Is it human nature or is there something else going on here?  Maybe it's a residual effect of our chronic addiction, of years of self-neglect and self-destruction that's resulted in our total lack of belief in ourselves.  Sure, we've made some mistakes.  Who hasn't?  Does that mean that we should drag out the list of all our failures and constantly go over them, making ourselves even more miserable in the process? What good does that do?

The fact is that mistakes happen.  Some occur because we've taken shortcuts, eager to get to the desired outcome that much quicker.  Some happen because we lack a vital piece of information needed to complete the job.  Other mistakes take place because we haven't attained a certain skill the task requires.  Why beat ourselves up over these things?  Instead look at what didn't go the way we planned or anticipated or even the way we believe something was supposed to happen and make the necessary revisions?

One reason so many people give up is they harbor the mistaken belief that they'll never get it right., that they've always been failures and they're destined to continue to fail.  With that kind of a mindset, is it any wonder that so many people stop short of achieving their full potential?  Still, it doesn't have to be this way.  There are things we can do, very practical things, to help us gain more self-confidence, and not be so hard on ourselves.  It simply doesn't do us any good.  And we all know that we can use all the help we can get, so really it is counter-productive to focus on what we've failed at rather than what we can do.

A piece of advise that was given to me once was to seek the support of others who may be able to offer suggestions that may help us as we tackle certain tasks or projects.  I have found this is especially true if what we're trying to accomplish or deal with is overcoming a problem or issue that's common in early recovery, such as dealing with persistent cravings and urges, finding a job, mending relationships, or even how to communicate more effectively.  i can say I have been so blessed with all the people in my life.... and yes my first sponsor Lou, and current sponsor Tina (love you both)

It is important that we don't let pride stand in the way of us trying our best to learn what we can from others who freely offer suggestions.  We don't have to do exactly what others have done, but we can certainly see what we can learn from their experience.  Is this some common threads between what they went through and what we've experienced that we can draw a parallel to.

Making mistakes, if we allow them to derail our progress, will result in us being stagnate.  We will be giving the mistakes a power that they don't deserve.  Everyone makes mistakes.  Some of us build them into a mountain that we're afraid to climb, let alone have the courage to find alternate routes around.  This also means that, far from trying anything new, we'll tell ourselves that we've gone as far as we can possibly go.  We rationalize that we're just meant to be where we are and that we can't go beyond this point.

But, i believe that's alot of nonsense!  Trying new things, even after making a mistake and experiencing a disappointment, can help us broaden our world view and has the added benefit of giving our self-confidense a much needed boost. Just think Thomas Edison tried over 700 times before he knew how not a light bulb worked.  He never failed.  And can't we all use a little more encouragement in our lives?  So, I challenge you to make it a point to look at what is possible, rather than looking backward and regretting your mistakes.  Life is after all, an unending learning experience.  There is so much that life has to offer, but we just need to give ourselves permission to learn and grow and evolve. One of my instructors told us if we don't learn something new each day, we might as well die. Believe me, it won;t come without sacrifices of time, energy and yes making some sense of our mistakes so that we have a better  more workable plan to go forward.  but this is what life is all about...the chance to take what is and transform it into what we want it to be.

So, I challange you to get started today.  Instead of looking for why we can't succeed, look at what you can do.  Start small with reasonably achievable goals.  Make an effort to keep going and not giving up at the first sign of difficulty or whenever we encounter a minor roadblock.  Please know we will all have those roadblocks.  It jsut means we need to use our creativity to find alternate solutions, to design a different strategy or approach.  Good things will happen when we keep going , and when we do the next right thing, even when no one is looking. Let's be determined to find the promise that we know is really there. And never forget... make this your motto, place in on a sticky note where you will see it every day.  In fact, place it in more than one place, your mirror in the bathroom, on the frig, on ur dashboard in the car, ur place of employment....Phillipians 4:13.." I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength"


because of HIS AMAZING GRACE....


YOU CAN'T...BUT I CAN...

I have tried this before.... the desire is there, yet the words wouldn't flow and the strenght and courage just wasn't powerful enough.... but I feel like it's ok now, so I will try again.
 
Not many know my story... well I take that back....there are some that do... a few that truly KNOW my story.  I am who I am today because of it. 
 
Seems like just when I think I can share my inner most thoughts and feelings... something inside me says keep it simple... the past is the past, and thats not who you are today.  Today I have an amazing support group, lots of people who care and truly care!  There's always that fear though that there will be some people out there that don't get it, may judge, may question, and then may place expectations that I may not be able to live up too.  Yet.... on the other hand, I strongly feel that I am being led by my God to share my story... my hopes, strengths and experinces.  So, throughout this blog/ ( a true journey) I hope even one little thing I say, will be something that you can take with you, learn from it or pass it on to someone eles. 
 
Not sure where exactly I should start... first let me expalin the title of "YOU CAN'T... BUT I CAN". No matter how desepate someone is, you can't make someone get clean or stay clean and sober, but they can!
 
For the most part, I am pretty open with people about being a recovering addict.  I try to walk the walk, not just talk the talk.  I'm not one to point fingers or offer advise, but if someone approches me or asks for advise or opioion.. then I will share
 
 
I have lived a very simple and content life.  I had the house with green grass and a white picket fence, a dog, a boy and a girl, a great job, and so much to be thankful for. A childhood that was picture perfect, an adult life that was full of blessings and opportunities. I have never been in the backseat of a police car,(except my dad's) never been inside of a jail, until maybe 3 years ago ,never lost my job, never lost any possesions, or relationships... and I am grateful for all that.

Almost 4 years ago, my life was turned upside down....the unthinkable, unimaginable, the loss of my brothers life.  I knew i was next, i was well on my way, but with the love of my parents, my kids and greg, and many othes people i was able to finally address and admit I was an addict and needed some help.  Never an illegal drug....yet the mix of a little of this and little of that ( all sleep aids and anxiety)....all prescribed but ALL BAD for me anyways.  I knew the time had come, and i'm grateful my mom was there with me when i was first told by a specialist that it was obvious and a definite drug addiction.  So what to do now?  I decided to go to Missouri and get away from everything and simply take care of this so called addiction.  At this point I just thought i had a dependency on these prescriptions, not me, no way could i be an addict....addicts were junkies, addicts couldn't stop, addicts lost everything, addicts slammed, smoked and snorted.... for goodness sakes all i did was take a few pills, and didn't you know they came from a pharmacy with my name printed on them.  What's the big deal??? The big deal was I was no different... I was an addict, regardless.  So I decided to put  the pills in my dads hands, all of us knowing i had to stop.  Too many side affects, face went numb, hallocenations, sweats, physically sick.  After speaking with a few pharmacists and doctors, it was not something that was safe without being directly under a doctors care.  I had no other choice.... I needed professional care.  January 19th, 2009... I checked myself into a residental treatment center.  This was not an easy step for me, but I knew it was the step I had to make....My time and experience there is a whole other blog...i will simply say those 30 days saved my life, along with amazing love and support from everyone that knew me, and most important my loving, compassionate, forgiving God.  This was definitely a devine intervention.  My God had other plans for me.  So, i will leave it at this until until i have the courage to relive those 30 days.  I will say....I don't regret the decision I made, it has been a really long journey, but a positive one.  The people I have met, the things I have learned, the courage and strenght bestowed upon me, the passion to help others and mainly to have another chance at life.  There's not a day that goes by that I don't give thanks to God, a day that I don't take for granted, a day that I dont learn something new, or a day that I don't miss my brother Jeff.

So for now, I won't go into much more detail about my hopes, strenghts,and experiences, but I will share a story from an addict still in their addiction.  I hope it helps families and friends/loved ones of addicts.

The letter begins......

You can't make me clean, though I know it is what you want for me to be.  But until I want it, I won't be.  You can't love me clean, because until I learn to love myself, I won't be.  I know you must wonder how I can learn to love myself when I am caught up in a life-style of self hatred and self-destruction.  I can learn from my own experiences. I can learn from the things that happen to me along the path of my own mistakes.  I can learn by being allowed to suffer the consequences of my choices.  Life has a funny way of teaching us the lessons we need to learn.  I know it devastates you to watch me hurting myself.  I know you want to jump in and save me.  This helps ease your pain, but I don't think you understand just how damaging it is to me.

You see, although I look like and sound like your loved one, I am not.  That person is in a self imposed prison way deep down inside of my being and what you see before you is an addict ruled and reigned by my addiction.  The main focus of an addict is to feed the addiction.  Every effort you put forth in the name of helping me falls prey to my addiction giving the addiction more power to shackle me down a little more each time.

I feed my addiction enough. So, please don't help me. The only way for the real me to get free is to be free.  FREE to fall as far down as i need to go in order to find the strength to fight and find my way back.  To break free.

How can or will I ever be able to get clean you wonder----

The same way I gave myself over to my addiction, is the same way I can give myself over to my recovery.  by MYSELF.

By not enabling me you will be allowing me to reach "rock bottom".  By trusting the process you move over and allow me to find my way back.  You see, it is in the fight to get free that I will find myself.  It is in the fight that I will learn to love myself and the more I love myself---the more I will start to do better myself, but I myself, must do this.

I am aware that when I use I am playing Russian roulette with my life.  I know this, but that is a chance I take when I use.  The addict in me is willing to take that chance in the name of getting high.

Rock bottom is but a circumstance away.  I can't reach it, you are blocking me from it.

I know you love me and you only want what's best for me---but that very love keeps you blind sighted to just what truly is best, causing you to act out of fear and from emotions.

Please for my sake let me go and move out of the way.  Let me fall as far down as my addiction is going to take me----as far down as i have to reach rock bottom.  Don't try to cushion the fall.  Just believe in me and trust the process.  Pray for me that when I do hit---it is not with the impact that leaves me for dead ( I know that is your greatest fear),  but if it comes to that, be sure to tell my story so that others might learn from my mistakes and live their life clean and sober.


signed.... an addict who needs recovery....

Just remember YOU CAN'T....BUT I CAN

I hope just one thing strikes a cord, holds a special spot in your heart, helps you realize or you learn to just trust the process, and turn it over to God, and get out of the way.  Please know, God will do for us, what we can't do for ourselves.

Because of His AMAZING GRACE......
 


Sunday, October 21, 2012

SUNDAY SCHOOL SING-ALONG....

Music soothes my soul...music makes me smile, music brings a tear to my eye, music is such an inspiration to me.  I love music, alittle bit of this and alittle bit of that. 

Music plays a large part in Sunday Schools across the country. Long after adulthood, many may not remember specific lessons, but they can still sing the catchy tunes learned in those days of Sunday School.  Many Sunday School songs span generations as one generation grows up, become teachers and pass on the best Sunday School songs to their students!

The purpose of Sunday School is to teach the students about creation, Jesus, His life adn the principles he taught.  Those lessons stem from the Bible.  Action songs are fun to, like "I may never march in the infantry".  This song lets the kids march, aim, salute, pretend to fly and more...it always ends with "but I am in the Lord's army".  Another enjoyable action song is "deep and wide".  The kids mimic "deep" and "wide" with their hands.  With each verse key words are replaced with "umm", until the kids do the actions while hummming the rest of the song.  Most end up in giggles!

"Jesus loves me" ...reassures us that Jesus loves each one of us uncondtionally.  It's a song of comfort that sticks with the kids long after they grow up.

"Jesus loves the little children"...is another song that shares the message that Jesus loves every child, everywhere, regardless of color or race.

"Oh be careful Little eyes what you see"..another action song that teaches kids the concept of thinking through what they do because Jesus sees everything.  While the Father is "looking down in love" teaches the kids that they need to consider the action of what the child sees, hears, what hands and feet do and what they say.

I love.......
 "Rise and shine, and give God the glory"
"Do Lord"
"Go tell it on the mountain"
"He's got the whole world in His hands"
"Father Abraham"
"His banner over me is love"
"I've got peace like a river
"This little light of mine"
"What a friend we have in Jesus"
"Give me oil in my lamp"
"Zacchcus was a wee little man"


I could go on and on... and I'm sure some of you know many other ones that i didn't even mention.  Renee was telling me the other day that her and her friend Erin had to google the lyrics for "Father Abraham" had many sons, many sons had Father Abrham". I too, find myself singing
"The B-I-B-L-E, yes, thats the book for me....I stand alone on the word of God, the B-I-B-L-E".  and yes "this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, hide it under a bushel..NO, I'm gonna let it shine." It's feels good to say "I"ve got peace like a river, I've got peace like a river in my soul".  So reassuring "He's got the whole world in His hands, He's got you and me brother in His hands"  "give me oil in my lamp, keep me going going going, I pray"

Sunday School songs bring back so many memories... and I'm so glad we never get to old to sing Sunday School songs! and I love how generation after generation, the same songs are sung!

I still love some good "ol hymns....especially


"AMAZING GRACE"

Friday, October 19, 2012

ATTITUDE OF GRATUTUDE....

You can't lose in this game. You can't go wrong.  It's not part of the plan.  There's no way not to get where you are going.  There's no way to miss your destination.  If God is your target, you're in luck, because God is so big, you can't miss.

They say : keep doing what youre doing and you'll keep getting what your getting. This statement is so true.  Don't try, don't force, don't make it happen. Let. Let it happen. Another motto to live by.  There is so much to be grateful for... if you're not sure what those things are... start making a list...

*to have a new week stretching out in from of me.
 
 


Thursday, October 18, 2012

A TIME TO BE BORN AND A TIME TO DIE....

REFLECTION OF OCTOBER 16TH, 2008.....
 
They say the magic is in the pen.... i sure in the heck hope so.... i have 3 pens with me today,,,,thru-out the day, i wrote and wrote and felt and felt.  It is a very difficult time for me,,,, yet with all the wonderful people in my life, the love and support, i was able to well "be ok"......
 
First before i share my thoughts and feelings that I had on this day... i want to share something that really helped me... and that is Ecclesiates 3: " to every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven;  a time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance; .............a time of war and a time of peace.....(this goes on and on, this is a entire another blog post that touches my heart)


October 16th, 2012....
10:00 am...... so far, so good....last night when i started thinking about today... i almost couldn't breathe....i had to really try, but someone had told me "grass is green, sky is blue....in with the good, out with the bad."  Amazingly enough, it's helping.  4 very long years... a huge hole in my heart...actually, truly, "broken heart syndrome" took over my life.  It was 5;46 pm on Thursday, October 16th, 2008.  It is very difficult to relive that day, talk about not being able to breath... i felt like i was taking my last breathe... not even knowing at that moment, my nephew Nick gave his everything, breathe after breathe to his dad, please take this breathe, don't go...

12 o'clock noon.....

3 things just took place in the last few hours that can only be God's devine intervention to turn my thoughts and day around...
I have this cd of Sunday School songs in my car, i bought it for Viana, but wanted to listen to it first.  The song "Do Lord Oh Do Lord, oh do you remember me?" Only the four of us truly know what this song means to us...Jeff singing this song as a solo on one of our road trips.  I found myself singing and smiling and had to send my dad a text, hopefully making him smile too.

2nd thing.... my first patient at work this day is one of Jeff's best friends mother-in-law.  That was a sweet surprize.  In fact, Chuck was the one who picked out all the music for Jeff's memorial service.  Bruce Springssteen all the way!

3rd thing.....next i get this text from my mom "are you doing ok today? We are doing okay, just remember all the good times, love you mom" I text her " yes so far so good.. crazy thing happened. A cd in my car this morning. Do Lord oh Do Lord came on , i had to sing and smile."  my mom texts back " that song playing was a God thing... you know that right?" and i text back " YES I DO'.

Never an easy task...but like my mom and others keep reminding me to think about and remember all the good times.  You know what, great advise and it actually fills that void right in the center of my heart.  Now those 3 things are enough for me to "MAKE THE CHOICE AND LET GOD MAKE THE CHANGE". 

Jeff's flowers, his tomatoes, bellpeppers, hot peppers, homemade salsa, pigs n figs (date wrapped in bacon, YUMMY!) His love of music is and always be one of the things everyone that knew Jeff, knew how he loved his music. Yes, he has passed that on to me...I love music!

I know this is alittle heavy....actually i had the song "he ain't heavy, he's my brother" played at his memorial service. Even though at times, i feel like my heart is really heavy, i am learning to breathe, and except that God needed Jeff more than we did. I 'm still finding myself  asking
" why did he have to go, so young I just don't know why.  Things happen half the time, without reason, without rhyme.....i just have to believe ; he flew up to heaven on the wings of angels, by the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees, and he walks with Jesus and his loved ones waiting...and i know he is smiling, saying, dont worry about me. Loved ones he left behind, just trying to survive, and understand the why, feeling so lost inside, anger shot staight at God, then asking for his love, empty with disbelief...it's hard to say goodbye, his picture in my mind, will always be of times I'll cherish....cuz he flew up to heaven on the wings of angels, and i know he is smiling saying... dont worry 'bout me


Yes, i knew i could go into more and more detail, and relieve this day.... but i have chosen to just touch basis and be grateful that i have so much ahead of me... be grateful for all Jeff shared with me,  and most importantly, remember   "THIS LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE, I'M GONNA LET IT SHINE, WON'T LET SATAN BLOW IT OUT, NO, I'M GONNA LET IT SHINE!"

Once i passed my church and read "YOU MAKE THE CHOICE, AND GOD WILL MAKE THE CHANGE."  I DECIDED MY MOM WAS 100% CORRECT...REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES.... SO THEREFORE, I HAVE DECIDED MY NEXT BLOG POST IS GOING TO BE A CHALLENGING ONE... BUT A FUN ONE.... JEFF'S FAVORITE ARTIST BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN "(THE BOSS) VERSES MY FAVORITE ARTIST KID ROCK... GET READY, I MAY HAVE TO TAKE A VOTE ON THAT ONE AFTER I'M DONE!

SO, NEXT "THE BOSS" VS " KID ROCK...BRING IT ON!


BECAUSE OF HIS AMAZING GRACE......

Sunday, October 14, 2012

ME-MA IS A BLESSING

When I count my blessings.... I definetly count my "ME-MA twice!
 
I feel like one of the luckiest people alive... I have a very special grandma... she is 92 years young...
 
She is beautiful... inside and out.... she loves the Lord with all her heart... she has taught so much to so many of us though her life.  Let me see, she taught me how to play yatzee, she showed me how important camping is, how to fish, how to enjoy flowers in your yard, to always exercise your brain, that crossword puzzles are good for you, she showed me that she can make the best peach cobbler in the world.....she instilled in me to always give your very best when it comes to being an employee, whether its a cannery or a dental office. She always had a class dish with candy in it on her coffee table, one of the first things that most company went straight to! I could go on forever with how she has influenced my life.
 
Today was perfect... and most of all it came so naturally.  Right after my morning meeitng, i went staight to my Me-Ma's house.  She lives in a beautiful assisted living home.  When i got there, she was reading her daily Modesto Bee newspaper.  We talked about "those giants", and hopefully they go to the World Seris. She wanted a cup of coffee... just palin black coffee. A very simple task! As she was looking at the paper, she mentioned someone's obituary.. how she came to California in a covered wagen. I asked her if she came to California in a covered wagon, her response " oh no honey, i was 11 yers old, and we came in a a Model T Ford, she continued on to tell me that there was 11 of them all together.  They left Roswell, New Mexico.  They had mattress that they would lay out every nite, and sleep under the stars.  She said her mom had so many quart jars of things she had canned that they brought with me.  One time they stopped for gas...and it wasn't long after they were on their way again, now there was only 10 of them....on no, "Cotton" her 13 year old brother was no where to found!  Imagine that... left behind in the middle of no where.... he had started to walk and had decided to hitch-hike to California!  But all ended well and they turned around and went back to get him!  I asked me-ma about the roads... highways or dirt roads? roads, not like highways we have today.  She remembers when they came across the Tehacipi pass, they had to get out of the Model T, and push it!  They eventually made it to Hughson, first home...
 
 
Amazing to me that she cant remember what she had an hour ago for breakfast, if she had gotten her hair done the day before, or why she still had her night gown and robe on when she had already taken her shower (but she hadn't)..  It's just the way it is....happens to millions... short term memory not so good... long term memory so good!  She asked me again how i liked my new job??? new? i once again explained im not all that new....I've only been there 31 years.  She said..."oh well, well... my brain is just petrified!"
 
No, Me-ma....this is all ok...everyone is forgetful now and then... Thank you, Me-Ma for making my day and sharing some priceless memories with me......
TO BE CONTINUED........................................................
 
 
and because of
HIS AMAZING GRACE..

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I AM A CHRISTIAN.....

 
It's just amazing ..... after a long day.... really needing something, but not sure what it is you're needing... it came to me from my nephew all the way from Colorado.... I am sure someone eles will need it too.  After just introducing Mr. & Mrs. Crystal Meth... I need to share this also...
 
"I'M A CHRISTIAN"
 
When I say that "I'm a Christian", I am not shouting that " I am clean living." I'm whispering "I was lost, but now I'm found and forgiven."
 
When I say "I am a Christian", I don't speak of this with pride.  I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
 
When I say"I am a Christian," I'm not trying to be strong. I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on."
 
When I say "I'm a Christian," I'm not bragging of success.  I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
 
When I say "I'm a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect.  My flaws are far to visible, but God believes I am worth it.
 
When I say "I am a Christian", I still feel the sting of pain.  I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
 
When I say "I am a Christian", I'm not holier than thou, I'm just a simple sinner who recieved God's good grace somehow.
 
 
 
 
All this because of HIS AMAZING GRACE....


Meet Mr. & Mrs. Crystal Meth.....

This week, i will complete 2 more classes... to say the least, I have learned a lot.  Some things, I was clueless on.  Each day though, I seemed to pick up another clue! 
 
 
The devastion of drug use is everywhere we look.  While there are some that will use drugs and claim that they can do so without any adverse effects.  The general devastion of substance use is evident in the millions of dollars spent in treatment, court, lost work and time, poor work performance, incarceration and death.  Another consequence of drug use is the effect the use of drugs have on individuals' well-being, their relationships and their families.  I have seen this vicious circle of drug abuse and addiction ruin relationships, take belongings from people, nearly take a person out, and watched several people die from this ugly disease of addiction.  I have taken someone into my home who had been up for 11 straight days and asked for help, once again clueless that a person could sleep for almost 7 days straight.  I have seen what drugs can do to people, it's not pretty.... yet I know there is a better way of life... and I pray that another addict finds that better way of life....
 
 
so, i'd like to share this poem (someone gave it to me)....author unknown
 
 
    
 
Meet Mr. and Mrs. Crystal Meth
 
I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
I take your children and thats just the start.
I'm more valued than diamonds, more precious than gold,
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember, I'm easily found.
I live all around you, in school and in town.
I live with the rich, I live with the poor.
I live just down the street and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not one like you think:
I can be made under the kitchen sink,
in your child's closet, and even out in the woods.
If this scares you to death, then it certainly should.
I have many names, but there's only one you'll know best.
I'm sure you've heard of me. My name is Crystal Meth.
My power is awesome, try me, you'll see;
but if you do, you may never break free.
just try me once and i might let you go.
but if you try me twice, then i'll own your soul.
When i posses you, you'll steal and you'll lie.
You'll do what you have to do, just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms
will be worth the pleasures you feel in my arms,
You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad.
When you see their tears, you must feel sad.
Just forget your morals and how you were raised.
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from their parents; I take parents from their kids.
 
I turn people from God. I separate friends.
I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride.
I'll be with you always, right by your side.
You'll give up everything, your family, your home,
Your money, your true friend, then you'll be alone.
I'll take and take 'till you have no more to give.
When I finish with you, you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me, be warned; this is not a game.
If I'm given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravage your body; I'll control your mind.
I'll own you completely. Your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you when you're lying in bed
and the voices you'll hear from inside your head,
The sweats, the shakes, and the visions you'll see:
I want you to know these things are \gifts from me.
By then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart
That you are now mine and we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me (they always do),
but you come to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen. Many times you were told.
but you challenged my power. You chose to be bold.
You could have said no and then walked away.
If you could live that day over now, what would you say?
My power is awesome, as I told you before.
I can take your life and make it so dim and sore.
I'll be your master and you'll be my slave.
I'll even go with you when you go to your grave.
Now that you've met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
I can show you more misery than words can tell.
Come take my hand, let me lead you to HELL.
 
 
 
If this doesnt make a person think and be bold enough to say NO... i dont know what will....
 
because of HIS AMAZING GRACE......