Written By
Dr. James Spinnati
I’ve never told anyone this before, but I had a drug problem when I was younger. To tell you the truth I had one when I was a teenager too. Ya, I know it was really bad! In fact I get the shakes just thinking about it.
I was “drug” to church on Sunday morning. I was “drug” to church on Sunday night. I was even “drug” to church on Wednesday night. My parents were so out of hand that they even “drug” me to Sunday School every week. If that wasn’t bad enough I was even “drug” to Vacation Bible School every year where they forced me to learn Bible verses and eat cake and ice cream! And I’ll never forget those dreadful summers when I was “drug” to, you guessed it, Church Camp. In case you didn’t know this, they made us sing hymns, support each other and pray together. It was terrible!
My parents were so mean that I was also “drug” to the woodshed when I disobeyed them. Then my dad drug out his belt and I howled at the moon.
I hate to tell you this awful truth, but those drugs are still affecting my life today! Those “drugs” are still in my veins, and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than crack cocaine or heroin.
You know, come to think about it that kind of drug problem isn’t so bad after all. I don’t get the shakes from this drug problem and my mind is still clear and so is my conscience. And there is a big plus, at least I won’t be drug to hell kicking and screaming. If more children had this “drug” problem, do you think America would be better off?
Remember the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever {Isaiah 40:8}.













