September 2016

No way out

He escaped a troubled childhood by joining the army. But he couldn’t escape the bottle

I was so drunk I could hardly stand up. I was at a bar. With a microphone in hand, I sang Kris Kristofferson’s Why Me with all my heart and soul. Then I staggered home, grabbed my Bible, and with tears falling on the pages, cried myself to sleep. This is what my 17-year drinking career wound up looking like. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was soon to start a journey of discovery and renewal that still leaves me surprised and amazed.

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