MY PERSONAL DRUG PROBLEM
by:
Texas Bob 3-17-2002
I had what I thought was a terrible "drug"
problem when I was a youngster.
At times I thought I could
never get out of it.
It haunted me constantly, I
could do nothing about it.
There was no help for me, no
one would help,
I fought it alone.
I was "drug" to church on
Sunday morning.
I was "drug" to church on
Sunday night, and I
was "drug" to church on Wednesday night.
I was "drug" to Sunday School;
I was "drug" to vacation Bible
school.
I was "drug" to the family altar to pray.
I was also "drug" to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie,
brought home a
bad report card or did not speak with respect.
Those "drugs" are still in my veins, and they affect my behavior in nearly
everything I do, say and think.
They are stronger than cocaine, crack or heroin.
If more children had this "drug" problem today,
and a few trips to the
woodshed.
America would certainly be a
better place.
