Each life is a precious gift and each person was born with a plan from God. Even an addict was born with a purpose, died for by God (Jesus) Himself and was knitted together in his/her mothers womb, destined.
“For I know the plans I have for you”, declares the LORD, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”– Jeremiah 29:11
When Jesus came on Earth and ministered, He didn’t surround Himself with kings and upper class people with money and riches, fancy houses and wine and expensive jewelry and clothing. He actually quite preferred to spend His few short years with murderers, tax collectors, lepers, fisherman and the handicapped.
Once again Jesus went out beside the lake. A large crowd came to him, and he began to teach them. As he walked along, he saw Levi son of Alphaeus sitting at the tax collector’s booth. “Follow me,” Jesus told him, and Levi got up and followed him. While Jesus was having dinner at Levi’s house, many tax collectors and sinners were eating with him and his disciples, for there were many who followed him. When the teachers of the law who were Pharisees saw him eating with the sinners and tax collectors, they asked his disciples: “Why does he eat with tax collectors and sinners?” On hearing this, Jesus said to them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” – Mark 2:13-17
That last line is so incredibly telling. It is the sick who need a doctor. When I was in active addiction, I was so sick. Not just physically or mentally – but spiritually. Every single day I’d wake with a void so vast inside of me that it could’ve probably swallowed the world. I felt unloved by everyone. I hated myself. If there was a “God”, He was disgusted with me like the rest of the world – or so I thought. I was “just a junkie” with no future, no plan and no purpose. But, I couldn’t have been more wrong.
If you’re an addict, I can tell you this. You, like me, have seen the darkest shadows, tasted the ashes of your own life and will, scraped around in the dirt and made a home with it and seen some of the worst things a person could. What kind of good could come from this? Who would want us? Who loves the broken? Who loves the sinner? It is surely not the world. Don’t seek the world to fill something only God can. I assure you, He wants to.
It took me a very long time to realize I was loved by God. That Jesus really did love people like me. That if He were here today, He’d probably be at an NA meeting or a rehab center, fellowshipping with people like me. Like I said He loves the broken and weary.
The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit – Psalms 34:18
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. – 2 Corinthians 12:9
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” – Matthew 11:28-30
See? He loves people like me. I’m the first to admit that I was so broken it would take only the One who made me, to fix me. I was so weary of living the way that I was, that I needed a deep rest, not just a good nights sleep. I was so weak that I needed the power of a God who loved me, to strengthen me. Right before I got clean, I prayed a prayer. The only one I could ever muster up the courage to pray. I asked Jesus to “take everyone out of my life that gives me drugs”. I never knew that He would. That He cared enough to take time to respond to me, the one who stole from her family, the one who was unfaithful to her partner, the one who neglected her own son. But He did.
Jesus cared not only enough to respond to me and do the very thing I asked, but He cared enough to die upon a cross for me – to bare the burden of my sins – to be mocked and shamed by the world – to be nailed to a piece of wood and left for dead. He did respond to me. He did take everyone out of my life that gave me drugs. A miracle, because the people who enabled and sold to me, were there for years. All within a month or two, they were gone. But not only did He do this, He restored all that I had lost and gave it to me. Then on top of that He blessed me in so many ways, It’d take 100 articles to tell you about them.
Does Jesus love the addict? Yes. Does Jesus have a plan for an addict? Yes. Will Jesus help an addict? Yes. Cry out to Him like I did. I promise you that Jesus is cool with people like us, He likes us broken, weary and heavyhearted – that is when He does His greatest works.
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Written by Chanda Lynn, Blogger/Writer for Kill the Heroin Epidemic Nationwide™, Heroin News and the National Alliance of Addiction Treatment Centers (NAATC)
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