Hello Friends,
I'm starting out the very first blog with a heaviness and an unexplainable relief in my heart. I started this day well, got up and prepared for worship. I got a call from this friend, he is more like a brother to me whom I know for a long time. He is one of the few who stick with me in my good and the bad. I was disturbed when he told me he was admitted in a rehabilitation center, I was totally clueless, he struggled with alcohol a lot kinda addicted to it after his break up, I was shocked to and on this same day I got another invitation to come to a birthday party for delivering the opening message and sermon but God clearly spoke to me and told me to go and meet my friend I remembered the verse in the Ecclesiastes its better to be with people who mourn than with people who party!
I went there the very first sight moved me to tears I was looking at this guy who is over 6 feet, well built always smiling now in some weird uniform, weak, stumbling, and standing in front of me. He explained how he got there, I looked around everywhere full of addicts..every kind of addicts. Counselors rooms were all locked. Few ward boys and nurses moving here and there as if they were army officers watching over terrorists. They detoxify them for the first four days that is a good thing though and for the next twenty days they are sedating the patients with severe sedatives and putting them in Disulfiram a drug typically given to alcoholics.
I hold his hands and made him sit down and looked at his eyes, they are heavy, tired n reddish, a sense of loneliness and an unknown fear in the eyes of everyone there. There were officers, big shots, Doctors, Lawyers, Engineers admitted there. Those people couldn't give up their addiction though they are willing to. Some of them were admitted by parents,some of them by spouses,some by siblings. Since I'm another medical professional they allowed me free access to all over the place. Starting from detoxification center I walked around I encountered addicts for every ten steps, they had a strange fear in their eyes looking at me whether I'm gonna sedate them. Then I went upstairs full of wards for drug addicts many NRI's and people from abroad are over there locked up, they were not given televisions or internet or laptop, just a bed and food that too vegan and restricted. Books to read and nothing else.
On the upward wing I saw girls locked up in the rooms most of them are drug addicts. Locked up like animals and the staffs watching over them like some circus trainers. I felt my heart beat racing high on looking at all this. I asked myself why Lord? Why? It will take a moment for you to deliver them from this addiction. The spirit can break the yokes, son can set anyone free. Why this people must go through such solitary painful conditions??
Even after they leave them out they need to take the sedatives for 3-4 years which will make them a restless wanderer for the rest of their life. I haven't seen a single person from any rehab who came out and lead a "normal" life. They were all being given drugs that just gives them a state of trance and nothing else. I started this site www.addictionbreaker.org with that vision. I realized that moment I have to do a lot.There were people there longing for care, longing for someone to listen to them, listen to their stories but no one was there. I saw another girl shouting from her room to get her pizza, there are people from abroad who cannot get what they want coz of the staffs who could not understand their accent any better.
Finally I came down after talking to my friend for a while and praying for his silently. I saw a terrible scene which I have seen in some movies, I saw a couple from leeds England. The guy is an addict so his girl friend left him over here and paid some cash and she prepared to leave and this guy for the first time broke into tears and almost stood frustrated, people rushed and pushed him in when he tried to walk close to her and locked him up inside the steel door she left in a car without looking back. He was like crying and shouting the F word a lot. I felt like slapping the ward guys who handled things like handling some criminals.
I asked permission to talk to that guy they permitted me but warned me that is at my own risk I said fine, I went there and seated myself next to him and talked to him in the way he talks (cockney). He was surprised he started talking with the F word and finally broke into tears at the end he was holding my hand he was like "mate will you come to see me, I have no one here, please come" With tears I said yes I will. Then I left that place I'm not strong enough to turn back, I know all the pulpit wars, all the politics, all the puritan doctrines nothing can give any peace to anyone than sharing others burden. I came to know all I was doing before was nothing but in vein and I felt a strange lightness and peace of mind which I never had before. I would not have had it if I spend the same time preaching in a birthday party, or preaching some doctrines in some pulpit or jamming with my guitar or bass in some worship sessions and getting applause.
Then the teaching of Jesus Christ on Matthew 25 flashed in my mind, little things we do to this little ones is what we can do for God. No sowing, No doctrines, No puritan holiness can make God smile like caring for this little ones and sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ to them and helping them to experience the deliverance through holy spirit. We are so blindfolded and deceived by the lies of the religion that all this are unnecessary and many Christians just don't even care and they are so concerned about helping people who can help them back. God didn't come to earth because we might be of any use to him. He came yet we are of no use and we are all nothing but a garbage junk. Now its time for us to carry the gospel to the poor and afflicted. Wake up church Revival is not an event like worship its a life style, we need all kinds of ministry though but we have less people who go to the low grounds, come down and do the ministry of Jesus read Matthew 25 prayerfully and may God speak to you today.Helping hands are better than praying lips they say but we need more helping hands to this helpless victims, we have enough praying lips that criticize and speak hypocrisy but we need more helping hands.
I know I would have been there as a victim if Jesus didn't save me 4 years back. May God bless all of us to live a people centered life! Jesus loves you unconditionally!
