What Drugs Can't Do

 

What Drugs Can’t Do

John 14:26 But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.

John 20:8 Then went in also that other disciple, which came first to the sepulchre, and he saw, and believed.

    I heard Led Zepplin had their encounter with the near to far east.  Something about their new funky chord arrangements like the Beatles a generation back.  Sitar and heroin go together when the British funded the addiction like the U.S. in its troops before Normandy.  “Luky Strikes!”  Struck again.

     Marijuana was on a mid-Western docket this election day.  I like what Governor Christi Noem said, “I’ve never met anyone who got smarter by smoking dope.”  ‘Bout sums it up.

Ephesians 5:18 And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit; Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord;

    Ever peed your paints during a good belly laugh?  This is what God is talking about.  The Holy Spirit reaches deep inside us, and we come under His influence. :)  Laughter is a wonderful thing, and God proves we don’t need a hemp fire to get there.

Acts 2:13 Others mocking said, These men are full of new wine.

     I get tipsy at Texas Roadhouse when I order a tall one.  Not every time out, for I do have a reputation for speaking in tongues in our congregation.  I splurge occasionally and my wife drives me home.  That’s called self-control and taking responsibility for my own actions.

     Street drugs get to the epithelial of our character. They drive a nail down to pierce calloused feelings. Watching blood, it flows up uncontrollably.  At the very first, we enjoy it.   As if cleansing a self-inflicted wound, the high transcends problems .  When bandages won’t stop it, we freak.  Everyone about us learns of our secret coping mechanism.  Drug dependency drives us to ask for help.  It’s a sick cycle and we who are mentally challenged can testify.

     I chose to control my Bipolar Type 1 disease under doctor’s orders.  In 1991, the Air Force used their claim that they owned my body.  And they did. When I signed up, I became their responsibility.  As an ambassador overseas, I took the American name.  Minding my P’s and Q’s was critical if I wanted to stay out of Leavenworth.

     Back to joy.  I have experimented with drugs.  Mostly doctor prescribed ones as we tried to fine tune this disease.  I can’t imagine picking up a needle on the street then randomly shooting up.  Pharm parties sound like hell to me.  I know what it is like to be trapped inside my mind waiting for the drug to wear off.

     Who gives pure happiness without the side effects?  Well, that’d be God.

James 3:14 But if ye have bitter envying and strife in your hearts, glory not, and lie not against the truth.15 This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish.

     If we smoke weed and fight over a bowl, well, that might be from underneath.

 

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