The Prayer I Needed Most
Confused and in trouble with the law, a newcomer recalls what helped him stay
What in the world is wrong with me? Why do I do these things? I’m supposed to be smarter than this. These were the questions I was beating myself with after I got into an accident and received my second DUI. I’d always prided myself on being a respectful, nonviolent, peacemaking person—definitely not a terrorist on the road. I was the most upset I’d ever been with myself. I got depressed. For the first time in my life I felt I needed someone or something to help me understand what to do, what my problem was.