Letters

May 7, 1985

Bill Martin, a binge pattern alcoholic wrote a letter to GOD. This is what he wrote:

Dear GOD,

I’ve been living my life my own way. Now, I want to live it your way. I need you and I am willing for you to take control of my life. I receive your SON Jesus Christ as my personal Saviour and Lord. I believe HE died for my sins and has risen from the dead. I surrender to HIM as Lord. Come, Lord Jesus and occupy the throne of my life. Make me the kind of person you want me to be.

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June 10, 1991

Edith Chambers, a young woman from Lancaster, Pennsylvania wrote a letter to her older brother. This is what she wrote:

Dearest brother,

I was in to drug use so strong that I did not think I could ever break free. It was as though something had a hold of me and would not let go. I was going crazy because my life had become such a mess. I did not clean my house anymore. I washed laundry only when I had to. I would not answer the telephone in fear that someone was going to mention coming over. I did not have money to keep on using weed and E and J Brandy. Every time I went out with a man I would get some money from him to get me through my next drug use. I felt like a whore and thought I should just become one.

One day a riddle you told to me as a teenage child popped into my head. It went like this: “Your happiness lies just beyond that locked door, but you have lost the key or perhaps you have simply misplaced it.” For whatever reason this riddle stayed on my mind, it lingered day and night. I went to sleep some nights too drunk to think but parts and pieces of this riddle would come to mind. I wanted to know it’s meaning. Whenever, I was not drunk or high I studied the book of Daniels thinking that I would receive a revelation. In the meanwhile, I kept drinking and smoking.

I caught a couple of charges that got me court ordered to short term inpatient treatment. During my nine month stint, I continued working on the riddle.