A young man came to see me in my vestry. He said that he took drugs -- and he looked the part. "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?" he asked. "It isn't a good thing," I said. He leaned onto my desk: "Reverend, do you take drugs? Mind-altering drugs?" "I suppose I do," I said, "It's a maintenance dose. I take it on prescription." "So, what's the difference?" he asked. "We both take drugs." OBSERVATION: What really distinguished me from the counselee, though, was that my drugs were safely prescribed by a doctor. His were not. His drugs were off the street.
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