A friend and I were talking the other day about a
methamphetamine lab that was found in his neighborhood, and he asked a
rhetorical question...does it seem that we didn't have these drug problems when
we were growing up?
I responded that I indeed did have a drug problem when I
was younger…
I
was drug to family reunions and on family vacations. I was drug to the
kitchen to do the dishes after dinner or to the laundry room to fold laundry.
I
was drug to church on Sundays and then to Grandma's for dinner after.
I
was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults or
to the bathroom sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a
naughty word.
I
was drug to my room to complete my homework, and drug off the playground if I
brought home a bad report card.
Those
drugs are still in my veins and they now affect my daily behavior, thoughts and
beliefs. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children
had this kind of drug problem, our country might be in a
better place.
God
bless the parents who drugged us.
That's my
perspective. What's yours?
