Christopher M. Hamey

“I said, ‘Let’s go. Let’s just go.’ It’s been about eight years now. I didn’t really know what to expect.”

The night before I left for Pittsburgh we was going to a Wednesday Bible study. The one pastor that was there said, “You know what, brother, we can leave tonight.” It was probably what I thought was God. I felt suicidal at that point with addiction. He said, “We can leave now.” I said, “Let’s go. Let’s just go.” It’ll be eight years this June on my grandmother’s birthday when I came down here. I didn’t really know what to expect. It was a Salvation Army program. I felt like a kid way out of bounds. They say, “one day at a time.” That’s the way I’ve been going, the way that I continue to go, giving it week after week. Stuff’s come and gone. I ain’t fell back into addiction. Little temptations, but nothing like before.

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