Helping Break The Cycle
Ahhhh, a beautiful day. I open the windows and the front door to help air out the mobile home that we purchased just last year after our home in Lebanon, Missouri burned to the ground. We moved to a trailer park in a suburb of St. Louis. When we first moved in everything seemed grand; after all, our house and possessions were gone and we were starting new. Since November I have been unaware of the happenings around me as my wife had died and I have been downright "out of it".
I have wondered exactly my part in this thing called life. Where and what does God want from me? Maybe part of that answer happened today.
The beautiful day I speak of was just a few days ago. A neighbor boy was mowing the neighbors lawn. The birds were chirping and I felt good for a change. Ever since I lost Jonda (my wife),I have been depressed and lonely. I hadn't taken very good care of myself and I wondered what good I am. Jonda's death has taken its toll on me and our family. This day seemed a change from the norm and then I saw something that made me cry.
A Start To Drug Abuse
I was watching a game of baseball on the television and through the front door I watched as a group of teens strolled up the road and the kid mowing the lawn stopped and cut the engine to talk with them. As I watched these kids all ranging from I predict 12-15 years old, one pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. There was conversation and the boy mowing opened the gas container and dipped the cigarette in the gas. My thought was that the teen mowing didn't like smoking and ruined the smoke of the other. That wasn't the case!
Tears streamed down my face as I watched one of the boys blow the cigarette dry and then light it. I heard the only girl asking " are you high?" I was watching the start of drug abuse and I felt a terrible eating down inside my very soul. What should I do? What would you do?
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Only God Knows
Early years in my life flashed in front of my face. If only more people would have done something, maybe I wouldn't have done drugs. I wondered how many people had just "blown it off" when they knew what I was doing. I fell to my knees and prayed. I asked for guidance to show them another way. I walked back to the front door and they were gone. I also felt nothing as an answer to my prayer and since that day I have been beat with stress and pain knowing that at any minute one of these kids could die from drug use.
Can and will God use me?
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God answered me today. He led me to step out of my comfortable boundaries.
I stepped out on my porch and lo and behold, the majority of those kids were in the street near my back yard. One girl said hi and I walked toward them. As 2 of the kids started to leave I said to hold on, that I wanted to speak with them as I was praying for God to give me words.
I don't recall everything that was said; that is sometimes how it is when the Holy Spirit is at work. I do know I squatted down as to not seem like I was a mean ogre or something. I know I asked them if they wanted to die. I told them I was once a drug abuser. I remember one of the girls asked how it was my business. I said because I care. I could tell a couple of those kids heard it and I know God will use it.
Did I do right?
Only God knows, but I do know it's a lot more than most people would do.
An old African proverb says "it takes a village to raise a child".This mobile home court is a village in my opinion and I would like to see all these kids go down the path of being drug free, but most of all I want them to know God loves them and maybe, just maybe I helped show them that.
We all have our crosses to bear. We all have our problems.
If we as mankind helped with other peoples crosses, our crosses would be lighter to our shoulders because it would become viral and man will help man. I believe that is what God has always wanted for us.
What are you doing? Are you in God's Will or your own?
© G.L. Boudonck
Made By Staff From The Church I Attend-Morningstar Church In Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
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