Jesus rescued me from a life of abuse, drug addiction, alcohol addiction, sex addiction and a drive to hurt everyone that loved me. I was ruthless. I never did anything without depending on methamphetamine and guns. My life was in shambles. Many people had no idea how messed up I really was. I grew several varieties of marijuana. I lived what most people called “a rockers life”. I had everything I was told would make me happy..big house, a littel extra money, decent rides. Women loved me and men respected and feared me. Many wish they were me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I was in constant pain inside. That’s why I bordered on overdosed most of the time. Almost thirty years went by like a year. I didn’t even know what day it was and frankly, didn’t care. I didn’t know that all my relationships were superficial. My perception of the world was only in my mind. I became more and more desperate. I didn’t care. I was reckless and restless. I saw and dealt out of mountains of crank (meth). I made a lot of money and it would vanish faster than it came. The devil is a HARD taskmaster. I overdosed many times. Playing around with a gun I made, I accidently shot myself in the head. I still carry part of that shell right under the skin of my right eye. It’s a rough reminder of what my life running from Jesus was like. I got hep C, chronic syph and God only knows what all from dirty needles. My body and to some degree, my mind is shattered by sinful living. God had enough. He finally …