So… these two addicts are going down the street. Well, they are on different streets, but they meet at the corner. Did I mention one of them is driving a car? Yeah, a BMW, to be exact. Anyway, they meet at the corner when the guy in the car parks to get out.
So… anyway, these two addicts meet. Two hard-core addicts. Both of them come from addicted families too. It is their heritage. Each has a different drug of choice, but they have addiction in common all the same. What do you think they have to talk about? Did I mention the guy on foot has been in and out of AA and NA for years?
So… as I was saying, these two addicts meet and strike up a conversation. It only takes a minute or two for the guy on foot to recognize a fellow addict when he sees one. He has been around, you know… all those AA meetings and NA meetings… Yeah, he knows an addict when he sees one. And he pretty quickly suggests an idea to the guy with the car. Did I mention the addict on foot is almost 2 years sober and acting as a sponsor for other addicts?
But first… it becomes obvious that the guy with the BMW is still in that part of the addiction cycle where indulging in his addiction gives its victim a thrill. He isn’t exactly NUMBING the pain, yet. He is still creating conditions for which that will eventually be his daily existence, but at the moment, he still feels invincible against addiction. And so the guy with the BMW cannot actually hear what his fellow addict says to him because he is too deep in denial. Did I mention he is driving a BMW? Yeah, he lives in a really nice house too with a swimming pool out back and a Jacuzzi and 2.6 kids – the whole enchilada. You could talk to him all day long about his addiction, but he wouldn’t believe it if you talked ’til you were blue in the face.
So…these two addicts have a brief conversation – these two addicts that meet on a street corner. Do you know what they talk about? Did I ask that already?
Yeah, even before the guy on foot can suggest his idea, the guy with the car asks the guy on foot for directions. He says, “This part of town is not safe for a guy like me. I might get robbed and killed here. How do I get back to the other side of the tracks?” Just then the guy on foot asks the guy driving a Beamer if he could spare a dollar or two. Did I mention the guy on foot is homeless? Yeah, he is a Fat Beggar, actually, the kind that draws some of the worst contempt from the public. After all, a guy that fat ain’t going hungry, now is he? So, yeah, he hit up the guy with the car with a standard line. But immediately, forgetting his fear of the mean streets, the Beamer guy thinks the fat beggar is a bum who probably would just waste the money on his addiction. And that is a real risk, alright. You give a couple dollars to an addict, and they are definitely faced with a difficult decision – assuming they even bother trying to be sober. But the guy with the Beamer thinks he is smarter than the beggar. Did I mention he too is an addict – one living in denial?
Yeah, so… the guy with the Beamer tells the guy on foot that there is a homeless shelter around the corner a couple blocks back (he just passed it by on his way there). He tells him, “Giving you money will not help you; it will only cause you harm, because you are an addict who cannot help but use the money unwisely”. And the bum, who was looking at the rich man and felt great affection for him (after all, that BMW was pretty!) is stunned by the lack of respect. But the rich guy turns away, gets back in his car, and leaves the homeless guy there.
Did I mention the homeless guy is Jesus? Well Jesus certainly does (Matt. 25:40).
And as the guy with the Beamer starts up his motor and pulls into traffic in denial of Jesus, he heads off to find the church he is scheduled to preach at on the other side of a town – a town he has never visited before. Did I mention he is a Christian? Did I mention he is an addict? Yeah, God blesses him with great wealth actually, and when he is given an opportunity to give just a few crumbs from his table back to God on a street corner, he chooses to keep that cash in his own pocket instead. After church, on his way home, he buys a latte with it, even gets one with whipped cream on top (despite the fact his doctor warns him about how sweets are harmful to him), and thus this addict harms himself with the money God gives him as he indulges in his addiction to every consumerist whim while living in denial of God in his life.
Yeah, the Beamer guy thinks the fat beggar is a bum who probably would just waste the money on his addiction. And that is a real risk, alright. You give a couple dollars to an addict, and they are definitely faced with a difficult decision – assuming they even bother trying to be sober. But the guy with the Beamer thinks he is smarter than Jesus. Did I mention he too is an addict – one living in denial?