he's battled a cocaine addiction for eight years, went to Teen Challange[marvelous place]where he met the Lord,and went on to serve him,speaking at camps, youth groups and was even an intern junior pastor.But-somewhere he let his guard down and the last four years have been a series of relapses.Last week he went out and robbed two fast food stores,and told me on facebook.I urged him to get a lawyer and turn himself in, but heard nothing more for 48 hours, then contacted an RCMP officer who was an elder in my older sons's church.He offered to meet him anywhere, anytime to surrender,which is vastly prferable to being tracked down and arrested.My son was exceedingly angry with me-but I could not allow the community to be terrorized by a crazed addict.Finally, after another 40 hours, he called me,very despondant, he was cold, hungry, had no money and sleeping in his car and had made the call and was waiting to be picked up by the RCMP officer.
\Toughest decision I have ever made in my life,but the alternative was worse-doing nothing .I could never live with myself if somebody had got hurt-or worse,and I could have prevented it.My boy doesn't realise it-but he could have been shot by the police if he was armed with a knife and resisted arrest and did not comply instantly.
why does doing the right thing hurt so bad?
