Spiked cake – that’s how Grandma ended up two hours north of home with no idea how she got there and no idea where she is.
Drugged drugs – that’s how Junior ended up with his tongue spazzing and neck uncontrollably twitching and his parents having tiny seizures of their own.
A Christmas gift – that’s how grandpa ended up hypothermic and breathing through a tube.
We all know drugs are a bad idea (though that last one is alcohol…).
Command your time.
Control your schedule.
Monopolize your money.
Demand your focus.
Drag down every decision.
And suck your emotional energy.
You have no life.
You have no spontaneity.
You have no money.
You have no fun.
You have no thoughts of your own.
You have no relationships.
You are completely one dimensional and that dimension is your drug.
So we all agree, but (at least most of us) think drugs are all “their problem”. Who among us of has not found ourselves longing to finish that book or watch that movie while at work or in church? Ever rushed away from an event just because it was time for a TV program or sports game? Who has never played on the internet only to look up and find hours gone? Who has never parroted the lines from their favorite form of entertainment? Ever decided not to go or do something with someone you loved because you were too busy on your phone?
Maybe we all have drugs. Entertainment. Food. Hobbies. Anything that vies for the place of God in our lives. Work. Family. Church. Even ministry.
Our drugs have the same characteristics as theirs do and subversively do the same things.
. . . .Maybe it’s not just their problem.
Come with me as we grow in fellowship with each other and our Savior to whom belongs the Amazing Escape from sin and death and the Amazing Journey into glorious life.