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Hi my name is Pie and in August of 1995 Jesus changed my life. I had been doing drugs for about 20 years. I was 33 years old and the mother of 3 boys. I hadn't slammed dope for 13 years in 1995. I did it every other way but that I said I would never do again, it was my crazy way of trying to hang on and keep it together. Slamming dope made me lose control even beyond the control you lose doing dope other ways. I hadn't done that since before I had kids. Well how wrong I was because before I could be broken I had to hit my personal bottom, and that was it. The end of May 95 I slammed dope again and by the end of July I no longer had my kids with me. I had taken them to their grandmothers and left them there. I (the person who always kept her kids who would run and hide with them to keep them safe.) just dropped them off and didn't go back. I started being seen in public more with tracks on my arms and I didn't care. I ran with people that I didn't know. My life was a mess. I was becoming more aggressive and the violence that was building in me started to come out. You have to know I'm 5'2" and back then weighed 85lbs. I once again had no fear and that wasn't a good thing. Alot happened by August of 95. I woke up one day after sleeping for three days and took a look around me. Want to know what I saw? I'll tell you. A 3 bedroom trailer that was thrashed. Garbage, clothes(dirty and clean mixed together) on the floor, ashtrays full and tipped over, beer bottles dishes(from who knows when because I sure didn't eat) toys oh God! Toys, the kids toys are everywhere but there are no kids here) What have I done? Oh God I'm such a mess, my life is so messed up I need help. So here I am someone who knows absolutely nothing about God but that's who you cry out to when in trouble. I did beleive in a higher power and I guess he was called God. I get down amoung all the garbage on my floor and start to cry. I'm over come by fear, shear terror I need help or I'm going to die. Please Please God help me I don't want to die Oh God what have I done to my kids, please I need your help. There was no power or water but the phone was still on so I made a phone call to my mother-in-law and told her I needed help. I needed an in house program, something where I could stay and be away from drugs. We started calling drug programs that were in the phone book and guess what they all wanted to know how I was going to pay for my stay? Guess what I'm an addict and I have no money, it all went in my arm. So next we try mental health. I have to go to the hospital and tell them that I'm slowly killing my self on drugs, so that they can call the police to come give me a ride to mental health. Once there the people at mental health talk to me and when I tell them that (No I don't want to die and thats why I want help) they tell me that since I don't want to die they can't help me. Well so I have to make a phone call to have someone come and get me because I can't stay there because I want to live. Well I know now that the Lord really wanted me but back then I didn't. So back home I go to my pig pen. That night or the next night my little brother-in-law was listening to a call in radio show on a country station and called in about my problem finding help. Well a young man about 16 years old happen to be listening to that very show and do you know what? His girlfriends mom just happened to run a Christian Discipleship and Recovery Home for women. Coinsidence? (I think not) So he called her and asked if he could give the guy on the radio her number and of course she said (yes). An appointment was made for me to go there. It was Thursday August 10, 1995. I went and the lady was a little tiny thing with a great big Jesus heart in her. She also had been an addict and the Lord had delivered her. So she knew where I was really coming from so she kept me. I didn't even get a chance to go back and pack a bag. My mom-in-law had to do that for me. She kept me right then and ther and I know why. If I had left to go get something myself I wouldn't be alive today my addiction would have killed me when I did that one last fix. God wanted me alive and the devil wanted me dead. God won! Thanks Lord. So that very day I started my walk with the Lord. I was in a house with fifteen other women all with similar back grounds of drugs and alchohol. And you all know that that's got to be the Lord because 15 women in one house would be very explosive if it weren't for the Lord. I don't quite know what to say next but please know this. Jesus wants you and he'll use any way, thing, or one to get you. He only wants what's best for you. Look I got there through the radio maybe you can get there through the computer. My walk was and is not always easy. I had to learn all over again how to communicate, just like a little kid(but thats what we are when we first come to the Lord we're little children.) I make mistakes but as long as I keep bring everything back to the Lord I eventually get it right. Whatever it may be. So if anyone reads this please know that the only one who can give you what is bbest for you is the Lord Jesus Christ. Whatever your needs He will supply them. If it's in alignment with his word. You may not need some of the tings you want. Well I hope this makes sense, I've never wrote about this before. May you always look to the Lord for guidence and know that He always walks with you. God Bless. Yours in Christ. Pie P.S. My bible verse is Luke 1:37 "For with God nothing shall be impossible." It's what I believe. Bye Click HERE to return to the edited story Click HERE to create a banner that links to this story! Your e-mail address will be kept private!
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