The Big “M”

The Big “M”

I discovered it when I was 11 years old. I don’t exactly remember how I discovered it. In fact, I didn’t even know what it was called at the time.I remember reading about something called “masturbation” in the newspaper, in a question to Dear Abby, of all things. I didn’t know what it was, so…

Seven Years Ago…

Seven Years Ago…

January 6th, 2009 began like most Tuesdays. I got up and went into work, at the church where I served as Worship Pastor. Unlike most Tuesdays, our regular pastoral staff meeting had been cancelled. All of the pastors had received an email on Monday cancelling the meeting due to a “situation” that had come up that…

I Can’t Do This

I Can’t Do This

God, I can’t do this. I can’t stand living another day enslaved to this addiction. I try and try and try to stop, but I can feel myself beginning to drift toward the inevitable.Long gone are the days when I had myself convinced that I could manage this. I hate myself and everything that I’ve…

The Tragedy of John Gibson (and What We Can Learn)

The Tragedy of John Gibson (and What We Can Learn)

On August 24th, John Gibson killed himself. John was a communications professor at New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary. He was a husband, and a father of two grown children. He had experienced and struggles with addiction. And when the hacked list of Ashley Madison subscribers was leaked, his name was on it. In his hopelessness…