For My Brother and All The Families That Have Lost Loved Ones To The Cruelty Of The Needle…
Not sure why God pulled me from the fire but let my brother perish. It is not for me to know. It is only for me to see God’s beauty in every situation. God teaches us with every step, with every breath and every heart of every day. Days when we lose a loved one is no different, He is still there.
I miss my brother… some days more than others. Some days the tears take hold regardless of how deep or wide the dam.
To all the moms and dads, brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, friends and enemies… Jesus Christ is the only answer. Confession, called repentance, makes the pain stop. The cruelty of heroin, crack, meth and all the other white powders, is beyond description. We can only pray and do our level best to help them see there is another way.
There is an escape hatch and there are people that can help illuminate the path that leads to the door. We can not walk it for anyone but ourselves, but we can be the vessel the Light shines through. We can reach out our hand to hold and an ear to listen.
We are here to talk, pray and cry. If you need help or know someone that does – firstname.lastname@example.org – we will quickly respond. What have you got to lose by sending an email?
Neil Young on the Johnny Cash Show February, 1971
singing ❝Needle & the Damage Done❞
— Marsha (@Whippenz) January 8, 2022