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Be Careful of What Your Child Reads
When I was a child, in middle school. I ran across some books that changed my life for the worse. I do not remember the titles, nor who published them. But, they were on drugs: marijuana, methamphetamine, cocaine, etc. I read them – I was (and still am) a voracious reader. I also wasn't a churchgoer, and my parents have since then attended only a few times, though they both believe in God, the sanctity of marriage (they never got divorced, thanks be to the Lord). However, that's slightly off-point for the moment – I read those books, available at a public school library. Why they were in a middle school library I don't quite understand – except to perhaps scare children away from the use of such things. However, they, along with D.A.R.E., only whetted my appetite and curiosity about such mind-altering substances, instead of the intended effect of them scaring me. I blame myself, and not my parents – they always were and still are anti-drug and anti-criminality. I can only say that I fell to temptation by the Devil – who knew he went even after middle-schoolers? Consider it a warning – he does. I even promised myself to try such things out... the term “mind-altering substances” is not quite the communicative artillery shell it should be, considering the perhaps permanent effects such things have had upon my soul and psyche. I also think that it was potentially irresponsible to have such books in a school library. I don't remember if they glorified the use of such substances, but I highly doubt it. I might just be looking to shift blame from myself, which is a practice to be avoided, IMO. There's also a “psychonaut” site called Erowid.org. Look out for it in your kids' web browsers – it contains experience descriptions that can very easily lead people to underestimate drugs. I know it did that for me.
My fascination with drugs led me into getting thrown out of my parents' house, a period of alcoholism that God helped me break, before I even really knew He exists, and eventual use of methamphetamine that nearly killed me. I think the the Devil himself must have prodded my heart with his pitchfork one time – I'm certain I nearly had a coronary. I got off meth for a while, then relapsed, ending up in the hospital for a period of time with my mind torn apart by fear, confusion, and shame. It let me to near-apostasy and suspecting some Pastors I knew of plotting against me. I have since publicly apologized to them, though I am still too ashamed to talk to some people about it save anonymously. I'm still trying to draw closer to the Lord, and I sense he also wants me to quit smoking cigs. Please help me by praying for me. I pray that Christ extends his healing hand to all addicts in the grip of drug addiction. God's will be done on such matters, as it should be in all things. Amen.