Spiritual Practice



I never wanted to admit that I had an addiction, but I did. And it almost cost me my family, my freedom, and my life.

A friend introduced me to pills when I was fifteen. He convinced me that taking pills was cool and that I would be OK. I was OK until the high was gone; then I felt horrible.

To pay for my addiction, I sold my Christmas and birthday presents, and I stole items to sell for cash. I used my paycheck from work to buy pills and convinced my mom to pay my bills for me, hiding from her what I had done with my money. On Thanksgiving, after the family dinner, I borrowed my mom’s new car so that I could go sell my guitar. I was so high that I wrecked the car.

I ended up in jail because of my addiction, but I learned a valuable lesson: My life was worth more than this. My mom convinced me to seek God’s forgiveness and to read the Bible while I was incarcerated. This changed my life. I am now sober, out of jail, and working to recover the relationships I lost because of my addiction. I thank God every day that my mom helped me to see who really loves me.


The Lord disciplines those he loves.
Proverbs 3:12a (NIV)

PRAYER: God, discipline us with your love, forgive our sins, and renew our lives in Jesus Christ. Amen.

—from devozine (January/February 2014). Copyright © 2013 by The Upper Room®. All rights reserved.

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