For twenty-six years, I worked side by side with people with addictions. These were people with serious problems. Alcoholics, drug addicts, cigarette smoking, gambling, you name it--I worked with them. Also mixed up in the group were ex-convicts, child molesters with mental problems, too numerous to count.

I can't begin to say how many times I thought of these people as useless, misfits, and wondered why they were even able to live. Offering helps was always refused. I was told time after time that they didn't have a problem; it was me who had the problem. Things changed dramatically when God pointed out to me that I was hopelessly addicted.