I went to a sessions of
teen court here in Statesville the other day and was blown away by what was
observed. Teen court is a program designed to help first time teen offenders so
that they do not get into the “real” court system. The young men and women who
have been through the court sit on a jury and give out sanctions such as
community service, substance abuse classes, letters of apology, etc. for
various offenses. This program is
awesome and Statesville is very fortunate to have it.
The session I observed
hit so close to home. It was as though it
were Paxton at 15 sitting in the stand being questioned. The kid had taken some
of the siblings ADHD medication to school and had given them to another kid who
then sold the pills. I have ADHD and could relate to this because I had done
this very thing in high school but had not been caught. The kid sat on the
stand while being questioned, seeming to be very nervous, face blood red with
embarrassment for what had taken place. The “prosecutor” and “attorney” (former teens who
had been on “trial” themselves at an earlier time) asked the kid several
questions which I believe were answered truthfully and then sat down.
Next they called the child’s
father to the stand. He was a large gentlemen, tough looking guy, who could
easily be identified as a hardworking man. They began asking him questions
about his child. The question that really caught my attention was “What went
through your head when you got the phone call about what had happened?” The response that followed is one that I think
90% of parents would say. He said that he never thought that it would be his
kid. He went on to say that his kid had a heart of gold, and always trying to
help people, may it be working with community organizations to feed veterans,
or helping a childhood friends that struggled with difficult things. He kept saying
how good the kid was and that he couldn’t believe this mistake was made.
As I listened to this
father speak I began to think of my own experience. In high school I used drugs to be cool and to
fit in. I also started to think about what my parents always said about me,
including the first time getting in trouble with drugs. They always said that I
was better than that, that I too had a heart of gold and was always passionate
about helping other people. I think a
lot about the pain that I have caused my folks during the years because I
didn’t listen to what they told me. Who knows where I would be today if I had
followed a better path in life. The kids
in the teen court program are very fortunate to have it. Who knows where I
would be today if I would have had something similar.
As a father today I can’t
even imagine getting a phone call like this guy got about his child, or my
parents got about me. I think I am fortunate that I went through what I did
because I know what to look for when it comes to my child. The thing to
remember is that drugs and addiction do not care who you are, or what family
you come from. It can grab a hold of anyone and it is hard to get out of that
grip. I never want to be the father that has to say “I never thought she would
do this.” I want to be a living example of how to live and what not to do.
I was trapped in a world
of addiction for a very long time, went through what seemed to be hell and back
trying to chase that high. That life
took almost everything I had away from me. But while lying, bruised and broken
at my final rock bottom, I found God’s grace. A book by Jay Bakker called “Fall to Grace” literally
changed my life. The title is perfect because when I fell to a rock bottom,
that’s where I found grace. Through my
addiction and horrible things I had done I thought no one in the universe
should love me, especially God. I found
myself trying to turn God’s love off because I was so ashamed of the things
that I had done. But after reading this
book, I realized that God loved me the whole time. He was on my side wanting me to do the right
thing and his love never stopped whether I tried to turn it off or not. When I
thought I had nothing left in this world, I realized I still had God’s love.
Thank you for reading. Please
comment and give feedback. I would love
to hear your side.
Until next time.
Peace, love & grace
pax
Speechles... Awesome tho. You've came a long way! Keep it up! I was intrigued through the whole post and I can also relate. Looking forward to reading many more! Love you, brother.
ReplyDeleteHi Paxton...I'm a Mom..I know how deep love can go.I've always said "you never know true love until you have a child". I know Patti and Gary also..I admit only for a short time, but know of what they're made...two very strong and loving people. Obviously you come from strong, loving and caring individuals, who would spare nothing to help you but probably somewhere along the line had to show "tough love" to get you where you are today...I am so glad you are making you way back..I've met your daughter and if she is any indication of what her dad is all about, you're one strong guy and I wish only the best for you and your family...My favorite prayer is "Hi Lord, Hold My Hand Please". It kind of makes it real and easy and I always feel he's ready to do just that:-)
ReplyDeletePaxton...I think you have found your calling...writing and inspiring. Beautiful piece and it's wonderful to see what an amazing man you have grown up to be! Lots of love! Sarah B aka Miss Boland
ReplyDeletePaxton, I think you have found your calling. You have learned a lot. God has blessed you and will keep blessing you. Brenda Swicegood
ReplyDeleteYour blog is a clear shot into your heart's song, and I love it. Please continue writing, as it not only proves as healing for you, but helpful to others- some folks you don't even realize pay attention. To say you have a "heart of gold" is an understatement. Paxton, you were touching hearts and lives while still waddling around in diapers and cowboy boots. You are different. Any of us who are different (I say gifted) often times find it hard to find a balance between shining as we were meant to shine, and fitting in with our peers, coworkers, and others around us. Addiction in its countless forms discriminates against no one, and perhaps that concept in itself is one of its crippling appeals. Addiction does not care what color, shape, size, height, social status, orientation, or religion a person is. It consumes so many people and I know this from personal experience. Facing addiction, I mean really staring it in its horrendous face, and choosing to accept responsibility over your own life by rendering yourself powerless, and looking toward a higher power every day (sometimes minute by minute) weakens addiction's stronghold in our lives. Continue to be courageous. Continue to lean on the God of your understanding. Continue to acknowledge your strengths while working on your shortcomings. You truly are a special individual. You have that something that sets you apart from average, normal, ordinary. You are extraordinary. You are kind to your very core; blended with book smarts and street smarts; possess a keen intuition that not everyone has; handsome on the inside and out with a smile and laugh that is contagious. You are a beautiful person who I am blessed to call my brother, and did so in your darkest of days. I'm here, rooting for you, cheering you on, and always available if you need something or nothing at all. Bravo on this blog. May it be the first entry of countless to come. Peace and Blessings. Autumn Belle
ReplyDeletePaxton, thank you so much for sharing your experiences and the message of hope. I know that you will make an impact in the lives of those you work with!
ReplyDeletePaxton, thinking of you and sending prayers for continued healing. Look forward to reading more about your thoughts along this journey.
ReplyDeleteBryan
Amazing paxton
ReplyDeleteLove you man !