Around 2:30 a.m. this morning my friend Zach woke up and asked for Gatorade. He's been unconscious for 6 days after an overdose on heroin and his prognosis was not good. He was hardly breathing when he was brought to the hospital and his face was blue; apparently you could see every vein in face. After a roller coaster of emotions we finally just trusted that God was going to heal Zach one way or another. I think the whole city of Cincinnati was praying for him, or at least all of Anderson. Today God proved, yet again, that He hears our prayers and He answers them. I just pray that Zach's heart has been touched through all this and he realizes the miracle of life he has been given.
Please please please talk to your loved ones about drugs. It's not a joke. This was the second time Zach used and he almost lost his life for it. He should be brain dead from hours without oxygen. You are not immune. None of us are immune. You play with fire and you will get burned; one way or another, you will get burned.
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