My adult son went through a divorce and loss of his family after marrying someone untrustworthy. He repeated the same pattern with girlfriends, and one led him to the dark side of no return.
I never knew if my son would live to the next day. After one ambulance ride after the next for drs. to tell him that his kidneys would fail, his liver would fail, not to mention that he may not make the next day. One day after calling an ambulance to my son who was comatose, I got lost driving and had to turn my car around in church yard. When I gazed up I saw a large white cross outside on a hill with bleachers nearby. I felt that was my last avenue. I knelt and surrendurd my son back to his real Father-God who is almighty powerful. I put my son at the foot of the cross in my heart, mind and soul and asked God to heal him. I didn't care who saw me on my knees. I only know that I trusted God with him. Out of the blue I got a call from a friend who asked about my son, then one thing led to another and I was able to get him into a treatment program with the county he lived in. He had to report in to the judge, urinate in a bottle randomly with probation, and if he did not stay on the straight and narrow, he would go to jail. He had several alcohol related misdeameanors which took him to that point. For two years I had my son back! I was able to move away, live my life, and in the same turn trust my son to live a full prosperous life. The very day he was released from the program, received honors from the judge, pats on the back from peers in the same position, he went to see his old girlfriend who gave hm pills. He began to drink, pop pills and mix the two. My life of complete hell was back, but his life of hell was back more than ever. He had accidents in his car, tickets, petty misdemeanors. He has been inebriated since. Every day I pray that he will go straight to jail. I pray first that God will protect him and not let him die, that God will take away his desire. God has been gracious, but I do not know if I will see him the next day or hear him or chat with him. I am scared for his life. I am on my knees again. I am asking anyone who prays to pray for my son. I have read many of these replies and I am praying for your children. We are all in this together. It is by far the worse thing a parent can go through besides losing your child. I cry, I scream and my faith is shallow. This is satan taking away our children from us. Let's defeat him together and pray for our children daily. God will hear us to tackle this horrible epidemic.