At the center, I went through agonizing withdrawals for the next few days. But the people at the center were loving and patient with me, lifting me up in prayer and support. But there in the depths of hell inside my being, Jesus Christ was healing this drug addict. When I finally got up with nothing but skin and bones, that Sunday I gave my heart to Jesus Christ. Today my family stands tall by the grace of God as we follow Jesus Christ daily, moment by moment.
Some people call that a crutch.
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