by Jake Thompson 11/13/15
Meth is corrosive. It attacks the material and immaterial, physical and spiritual, body and soul. It devours the user, the family, the town. It undermines seekers of justice, who dwell on laws, who examine voters’ pamphlets. They consume themselves with policies and debates, while meth laughs, scoffing at establishment, education, and structure. While voters vote, workers work, and students study, the enemy smiles. Order turns to chaos. Our country is being eaten alive.
Years ago, politicians launched campaigns to educate people about the effects of this drug. They figured if people understood the dangers, they would never try it—but they did. Intending a one-night stand, they flirt with a night of fun, but its grip is relentless, like a jealous mistress demanding attention. As decay begins, curtains close, doors shut, the house becomes dark. The only sound is her voice, and the only word is more. Families fall apart.
The victim feeds the leech until the prey becomes a parasite, stealing from his own. Mothers plead, begging God. Fathers scream, but they’re gone. The first embrace, the perfect bond, the softest skin. Gone. The promises whispered. Gone.
Nobody wants to help; nobody can. People on the stuff are insane. They tweak. They are dangerous. Therefore, we lock things, but the problem doesn’t go away. It’s visible. Oddities have become the norm. In small towns throughout the country, grown men ride around on bicycles made for kids. They give children their first taste of crank. Their brains stopped maturing years ago. For all practical purposes, they are children. Cops arrest them, but there is nowhere to house them. Neighborhoods become toxic. There is no system of government or law enforcement equipped to deal with the ravages of meth. Our forefathers never saw this coming. From a secular perspective, it is hopeless.
There is an ancient story of a man who seemed hopeless, a man controlled by darkness, forever lost, so far gone that he lived in tombs with the dead, so unstable that he screamed through the night, running wildly, cutting himself on rocks. Authorities tried to control him, but it was useless. According to the account, unseen personalities dominated him. Until a healer stepped off a boat, a Jewish man who had just stopped the waves and wind with a command. This teacher’s followers were still replaying the event in their minds.
They looked up to see a crazy man running straight toward them. It must have caused the locals to gasp. However, the man didn’t attack; instead, he dropped to his knees and begged, “What have I to do with thee, Jesus, thou Son of the most high God?” (Mark 5:7) A close look at the text reveals the man was entirely controlled. An immaterial being was communicating through him, and this spirit was afraid of Jesus. Actually, it turns out there were so many spirits in this man they identified themselves as “Legion.” Nevertheless, in the presence of Christ they were helpless.
Maybe it’s time to consider there might be dark spirits behind meth. It seems to make sense. If there are, then it’s obvious; there is only one place to turn for help. This is good news. The final effect might not be hopeless at all. The story goes on to explain that Jesus sent the demons into pigs, and the pigs ran straight into the sea. The man whom society dismissed as hopeless returned to his “right mind.”
Meth, like cancer, takes over the body, but it also consumes the mind. Its influence extends beyond the user, to his family and his town. It destroys from the inside out. It is so evil and powerful that those affected by it feel hopeless. It’s even possible that there is a demonic presence behind it.
Evil spirits are terrified of the authority of Jesus. Today all who have turned to Him have the Holy Spirit inside them. This means the power He had over Legion is living inside of every believer. Furthermore, the power of healing is available to any who seek it, healing from the inside out. While it is tempting to think we can overcome drug problems through laws and politics, it is unlikely. Meth causes destruction, but Christ offers salvation. • (629 views)