Day 81: yesterdayafter school, we picked up the boys and took them to a water slide resort park about an hour from home. The boys were so excited to be going on a vacation. We hadn't been out of town on a weekend since Christmas. Incidentally the last time we were out of town, was my quit day, 12/26/2012. I'm realizing as I'm writing this that the last time I was "out of town" was the last time I had a Copenhagen. Being at this resort reminded me of the caves I experienced in my 2 years of stopping. For almost 2 years from sept. 23 2009- August of 2011 I stopped chewing Copenhagen. In those two years I bought 3 tins. Each time I bought one, we were on vacation, "out of town". I would sneak away to a gas station, purchase a can and then have several dips off by myself under the auspices of "going to the car" or "running to the store". The first time was in San Antonio, Texas at a conference with my wife. The second time was with our whole family in Grand Mesa, CO. The 3rd time was in march of 2011 in Omaha, NE at the waterslide resort there. My last cave was in august of 2011 in Chicago, IL at a ministry conference. For those of you that don't know I serve as a pastor at our church. A group of 2o pastors, staff, and leaders pulled into Chicago at about 4pm. We checked in at the hotel, and then went down to Wrigley Field for a stadium tour, and then watched the cubs play the nats. Great time was had by all. When we got back to our hotel, everyone crashed except me. For some reason, i couldnt sleep. My mind began to wander. My roommate was sleeping, and he wouldnt care if i slipped out, he most likely wouldnt even notice. Then a thought crossed my mind...i could go the the gas station, have a dip and no one would know. All the baseball, watching people drinking, and fresh air of the night conspired against me. I was alone, it was late, and On top of all the other environmental cues or triggers, i was in a very stressful season of ministry. That is when she slid her hand over my shoulder, down my chest, into my the front of my pants, started stroking me and whispering in a soft voice,
"It's ok, you deserve it. You've been working hard, being good no one will know, you are so good at hiding it, you can have me tonight. We can be together again. I won't tell. You are such a hard working, team player always thinking of others, you've given me up for two years, I want you back, I know you want me back. It will feel so good. You deserve some time away from the stress. I want to be with you. I want to kiss your lips, and then crawl inside your face, and then slide down your throat, into your stomach. Then you will finally have the rest, the peace, the pleasure you have been missing for the last two years...I want you. You want me. Let's just do it. No one will know. We'll be together again. I will never tell, and you are so smart and careful, no one will ever suspect we are together. Come on, let me inside..."
I went to the store with my Copenhagen hard-on and made love to her for the next two hours. That was it, she was back. The affair began in earnest. For the next 16 months we keep it up. Until 12/26/12.
Last night, I was parking the car after dropping my beautiful wife and two boys off at the door. As I was walking to the hotel, she came back and started whispering. I slapped her in the face and screamed at the top of my lungs, "you are not welcome in our home, copenhagen! Get behind me Satan, you fucking asshole! I know who you are, and by the blood of Jesus you have no power over me! HE has crushed your pathetic skull under HIS heel! Never again will you tear apart this family, you fucking prick! You will die a slow and painful death, motherfucker! Burn in hell Copenhagen, you fuck!"
I believe two things helped me to stay quit last night. 1. GOD. 2. The promise I made to My brothers in quit yesterday. Interestingly, on that hot summer night in Chicago, I had GoD. However, I did not have KTC. Some of you arrogant, and may I add ignorant religious people may say in your self righteous, prideful voice, "all you need is God.". If that is true, explain how David could sleep with Bathsheba, cover it up, and then premeditate the murder of her husband, who just happened to be his best friend. This all mind you from a man who the Bible says, was "after GOD'S heart"
Let me offer some scripture...
Genesis 2:18 "it is not good for man to be alone.". GOD said that when it was just Adam and HIM in the garden. If all we need is GOD, why would GOD say a crazy thing like that?
James 5:16 "confess your sins to each other, and pray for each other and you will be healed."
We need people in our lives if we are to be healthy. HE made sure of it.
For those of you that have read this far and are thinking that you are cured, think again.
I AM an addict, and for those of you who haven't come this realization...So are you.
I'm one whisper from jumping back in bed with the soul sucking prostitute we have come to know as smokeless tobacco.
But not today. If she comes back today, I will be a bit surprised after last night, but i will tell her in a calm, cool, voice "no thanks. My answer is the same as yesterday. I have a beautiful wife, two handsome and strong youngs sons, and an army of quit brothers who I promised that we were done. Have a nice day."
I quit with you today.