Addiction doesn’t discriminate who you are, where you come from, how smart you are or how much money you’ve got. My story is not any different than any other addicts. It’s not important how I became an addict and how I lost everything, but what’s important is how God saved me. After I lost everything, I had to move in with my brother, who is a doctor. Every night, I came home
Every night, I came home high and got into an argument with my family. Every night, I promised them and myself that I was going to stop; and by morning, I was doing it all over again. I had a death wish. My family couldn’t take it anymore.
I came to Faith Farm on September 10, 1989. Since I am from India and born in a Hindu family, I didn’t know anything about Christianity or church. Because of that, people at Faith Farm thought I was not going to last more than a week. I felt people of Faith Farm needed more help than I did. I just wanted to be here long enough to manipulate my family so I can go back and do what I was doing before. To survive spiritual giants at Faith Farm, I learned a couple of words like “Hallelujah” and “Praise God.” My plan was to go on my first 8-hour pass after 30 days never to return.
My brother came to pick me up and told me he needed to stop by the hospital. When we got there, I realized my father was in the hospital. A wound on his leg was not healing; and because he was a diabetic, they were talking about amputating his leg. My mom passed away when I was four years old, and my father raised me. He was my father and my mother.
I was sad and powerless. I wanted to help my dad but didn’t know how. As I sat at the edge of my bed in the dorm, the guy who slept next to my bunk came and asked me about my pass. I told him what was going on and he said, “Why don’t you pray?” I told him the truth, that I didn’t know how. He smiled and said he would pray with me. He told me to ask the pastor to pray for my father on Sunday.
On Wednesday, my brother came to see me. He told me that my father didn’t have to go through surgery and was recovering well. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I knew deep within my heart that God healed my father.
This was the day my life changed. I wanted to know God. This is the God I wanted to serve forever. I ended up staying at Faith Farm for another four years until God opened up a door for me at Abiding Hearths. I ran that ministry for 16 years. I am now back again at Faith Farm for the last 5 years as a teacher to give back to the ministry that has saved my life.
I have been sober for 25 years, thanks to the grace of God and Faith Farm Ministries.
*Raj is an intern who handles training for the Servant Leadership Service (SLS) students, which is an extended program after the basic 9-month program. Raj also handles the IT Department at the Boynton Beach campus.