This piece ran in my Mind, Body, Spirit column in the Lake Country Sun on 11/09/07. I call it “Indifference” but it ran as “Drug Abuse Destroys, Distorts All Who Are Around It”:
Drug abuse brings with it a special kind of hell—one that distorts and destroys not only the passionate users, but also anyone surrounding them. Drugs suck the life out of everyone in their vicinity. They also expose one of humanity’s worst characteristics—indifference.
I’ve lost my child’s mind, body, and spirit to drugs, namely methamphetamine. My memories are saturated with unfathomable experiences, to be sure, but humanity’s indifference has hit me like a spiked ball and chain to an already shredded, bleeding heart.
A feeling of being disconnected from society is always with me. No matter where I go, my reality goes there with me. People everywhere, and yet loneliness in my own muck follows me like a cement block chained to my soul. At times I want to shake people—complete strangers—and shout at them, “Don’t you see what’s happening? I’ve lost my son! Don’t you care!” But life goes on, time waits for no one, and others have their own problems.
What has really hurt and infuriated me through the years are those—whether friends, law officers, doctors, clergy, or strangers—who’ve been well aware of our family crisis and yet carried on with mechanical indifference. I often try to view my situation objectively, wondering how people can be capable of such apathy toward the distress of others. Surely it is a learned behavior, I tell myself. Surely it’s not a normal response.
I have a friend with a 25-year-old mentally and physically disabled son who once expressed to me that she, too, has this same internal dialogue with the world. She, too, experiences grief that doesn’t have to be—grief brought on by the careless reactions of others. My son chooses the pathetic life of drug use, and a nurse’s negligence caused permanent brain damage to her perfectly healthy baby boy.
Internal screaming at the world’s indifference never ceases for some of us.
Bitterness at others’ indifference benefits no one, though—least of all the one feeling bitter. Negativity, like drugs, erodes the mind, body, and spirit. While others’ indifference is a choice, so are the decisions one makes in response to it.
So what is the best counter response to indifference? May we all offset it with major doses of compassion to those in need and forgive those whose actions hurt us.
After all, what did Jesus do?
Bring him to Jesus
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Then one of the crowd answered and said, “Teacher, I brought You my son, who has a mute spirit. And wherever it seizes him, it throws him down; he foams at the mouth, gnashes his teeth, and becomes rigid. So I spoke to Your disciples, that they should cast it out, but they could not.
He answered him and said, “O faithless generation, how long shall I be with you? How long shall I bear with you? Bring him to Me.”
THEN THEY BROUGHT HIM TO HIM. And when he saw Him, immediately the spirit convulsed him, and he fell on the ground and wallowed, foaming at the mouth.
So He asked his father, “How long has this been happening to him?” And he said, “From childhood. “And often he has thrown him both into the fire and into the water to destroy him. But if You can do anything, have compassion on us and help us.” Jesus said to him, “If you can believe, all things [are] possible to him who believes.”
Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!” When Jesus saw that the people came running together, He rebuked the unclean spirit, saying to it: “Deaf and dumb spirit, I command you, come out of him and enter him no more!”
Then the spirit cried out, convulsed him greatly, and came out of him. And he became as one dead, so that many said, “He is dead.” But Jesus took him by the hand and lifted him up, and he arose. [Mark 9:17-27]
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Bring you son to Jesus. This is too big for you. Bring him to Jesus day and night and ask in Jesus name that your son be delivered from the power of this drug/demon. Pound on the door of heaven for the sake or your son night and day.
Only Jesus has the power to deliver your son. Bring him to Jesus.
By: Russ on November 6, 2008
at 11:26 pm
Hi Russ,
Thanks for your reply. I have a strong Christian faith, and he is a baptized believer himself. It is in the hands of God.
By: kimatalbert on November 6, 2008
at 11:37 pm
I’m sorry for what you’ve been through, Kim. Your faith and courage is obviously a strong encouragement to others.
I often think what appears to be indiffernce is the discomfort of others. They simply don’t know what to say or do to bring comfort. Avoidance seems easier, neater, less awkward. After my son died in a car wreck, (my ex was driving under the influence of a cocktail of drugs) and after the funeral was over and respects paid, no one knew how to act.
They knew what to do right after the funeral…bring food and send flowers, but there was no predetermined post funeral protocol. So, they avoided the subject like kids running from a Dodge ball. Tragedy and suffering often bring isolation. The one suffering often feels plagued by some form of leprosy. I’m sorry for what you’ve been through. I pray that God causes all things to work together for good. Keep looking up…your son is on his way down to the top!
By: Christy Johnson on November 7, 2008
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Christy,
I’m so sorry about your son as well. Man, that’s rough. I’ve seen that happen to people post funeral, and have made an effort to not do that. Years ago I worked at Lockheed-Martin as a buyer. One of my favorite vendors had a daughter that died. We still keep in touch after all those years. I still remember her name and the time of year she died.
While I do agree some people are just uncomfortable with painful situations, I also do consider it to be the careless reactions of others. I find that to be especially true concerning the drug issue. We’ve been dealing with this situation for about 10 years, and what I’ve noticed is that people–generally speaking–do tend to dish out indifference because they think since drug abuse is chosen by the user, it doesn’t “deserve” the same compassion as, say, a cancer patient. I’ve experienced that time and time again. The problem is the user’s family then has to deal with the shock of indifference society can dish out, and especially from those you least expect it–like clergy. But I converted to Catholicism last year and have found the faithful Caltholics truly live out their faith. They “get their hands dirty” and get involved in the difficulties of life. And for that I’ve been so grateful.
By: kimatalbert on November 7, 2008
at 1:26 pm
Kim,
That’s awesome that you have found a church who is willing to help. A church is supposed to be a family, right?
I’m curious. I know I can use more compassion. What have they done to “get their hands dirty” that has ministered to you the most? And did they do it to help your son or to help you?
By: Christy Johnson on November 7, 2008
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Christy,
Yes, the church is the body of Christ. Catholics take Christ into their bodies at the Eucharist, therefore becoming like Christ. Concerning my son, they do what they do not so much to help me or my son as the goal, they do it because it is how Christ acts, and Christ is all about loving each other. Catholics don’t dish out Christian platitudes–they have a genuine attitude of prayer. We take our faith very serioiusly. At each mass the prayers of the faithful are lifted up in unison because we are “one, holy, catholic, and apostolic church.” Individual prayers noted in the book of intentions is brought to the alter as well and lifted up to God. With my son, I represent–like many others–a broken limb in the body of Christ. So the rest of the body sincerely prays and cares about the brokenness. If I requested someone to literally take physical action concerning him, it would happen without a bunch of excuses, and it would happen without a bunch of drawing attention to themselves. They love and behave as Christ. Us Catholics are one, united in Christ. I love being Catholic–it’s like coming home. It’s roots are traced all the way back to Christ. No matter where a Catholic goes to mass–in the mountains, a cruise ship, or home–it is ordered the same. The whole church prays the same–we are united. In sum, true Catholics live out their faith and take accountability very seriously–truly love, truly care, and truly do the best they can to live as Christ would have humanity live. Hope this helps. If you ever want to learn more about Catholicism, the church offers RCIA–Rite of Christian Initiation–for those who desire to become Catholic. But a person could still attend RCIA just to learn about the faith. My RCIA class met on Monday nights for 9 months. Nine months represents the time it takes for development prior to a birth.
By: kimatalbert on November 8, 2008
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