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It’s Time for a Revolution

February 24, 2018

Powerful, Jake!

Looking for God in Messy Places

Mary’s polished demeanor and conservative business attire identified her as one of the many employees in the finance sector of a city I once lived in. Married with two elementary-school-aged children, Mary—which is not her real name—is the picture of reliable, middle-class stability.

She said, “When I was twenty-two I lived above a tattoo parlor. There were four or five rooms up there. We shared a single bathroom. Heroin addicts rented out the other rooms. I was the only drunk. I slept on a mattress on the floor. Most mornings I woke up wet because I had pissed myself.”

B2C4A207-AA62-47B0-8E87-539E72B26633Mary went on to say that she had resigned herself to this life and intended to drink herself to death to escape its miseries. But she imagined that she still had some measure of control. She could keep herself out of jail and keep her crummy, low-paying job by managing how…

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  1. Wow…this cuts to the heart. Thanks for sharing.

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