Her Broken wing

I remember going to the doctor for a very generic disease…the flu…and I was given Vicoden.  I remember the buzz I got from it. I liked it. It not only took away my pain physically but the emotional pain that I had carried up to that moment. I felt good.  I was numb.

I looked up the definition of numb and this is what it said:

• dead(p): (followed by `to’) not showing human feeling or sensitivity; unresponsive;  “numb to the cries for mercy”
• make numb or insensitive; “The shock numbed her senses

There it is… “Numb to the cries for mercy”

What happened to me during my life as a child and into adulthood was the unspeakable. And I had wondered where my cries for mercy had gone all these years. But now, who cared! I was free, free at-last…

John 8:44:

“He was a killer from the very start. He couldn’t stand the truth because there wasn’t a shred of truth in him. When the Liar speaks, he makes it up out of his lying nature and fills the world with lies….” The Message

Well, there it is… “Beauty in a pill” … Satan comes as a beautiful creature, one of alluring poise. Freedom — I had never felt such freedom.

And the years that followed were great. I had more confidence. I met challenges head on. I had the world in the palm of my hand.

Luke 4:6-7

“I will give you all their authority and splendor, for it has been given to me, and I can give it to anyone I want to. ⁷So if you worship me, it will all be yours.”

I worshiped the Vicoden.  It was my idol. Soon, very soon, I was hooked. I went nowhere without my god.  He was always in my hands, pockets, drawers, purse, and even my shoes. I could go anywhere and worship my new god.

Soon, I would no longer need to go to church for I worshiped all day long … praying… where would I get more?

Almost immediately, I became a faithful follower.

And this was the beginning of my Hell.

The Daughter of the King

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