I Had A Drug Problem...!

I got this from someone and thought it was too good not to pass on.

There's a lot of truth in this piece...!

I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher. Or if I didn’t put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four letter word. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom’s garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad’s fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline or chop some fire wood. And if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the wood shed.

Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America might be a better place today.


Probably wouldn't hurt to have some of this kind of problem today. Forget about being politically correct. Forget about letting someone else dictate how you discipline your children. Forget about what the rest of your family and friends have to say about making your kids do something they don't want to do!

You know what's right! You know what's correct! You know what needs to be done...so just do it! Most of the time, our children pass on to their children the values they learned as youngsters.

Maybe it's time to be "old fashioned" again!

Now, my friends, let's get some fresh coffee and sit outside for a bit!