We all face demons. The form that they take may vary, but never doubt that we all face demons. Be kind and gracious to others struggling to overcome fears and temptation, for you too have a struggle.
I really didn’t know what to expect. I knew that he was coming back to the community after a stint in rehab. I knew that his time prior to rehab had left people feeling vulnerable and hurt. One member of the community claimed that he had, “no use for him” and made it apparent to all that this person would not be welcomed back with open arms– not by him anyway. And that was made apparent the day the prodigal son returned. One individual refused to even speak to him. Yet the prodigal son took it with such grace and humility that I felt immediately inclined to like him, despite stories I may had heard of his actions in prior months.
He’s the type of personal who faces his demons head on, and doesn’t mince words. If he’s headed to a meeting, he’s open about it. If he needs to get out of the house and have a smoke by the lake, he’ll let people know. He’s amiable, although you’re never quite sure where his head is at. He’s not relapsing, but as anyone recovering from an addiction, you can tell that sometimes he’s struggling more than others.
Although he’s just shy of 30, he’s got stories that go beyond his years. Most of these stories I’ve never heard, and don’t expect to hear. He guards what others tell him in confidence, and while open about his struggles, he lives in the present, not the past.
He presents himself well. You’d never suspect the struggles that he’s gone through, the bad places that he’s been. He stands at about 5’9 and has a lean athletic build. He’s clean cut, sporting spikey brown hair and a five o’clock shadow– the deliberate sort. He’s got a heritage that’s mainly European, but there’s something else in his heritage– Native perhaps? He wears the typical oversized male summer clothes when it’s warm– a clean t-shirt, surfer shorts and flip-flops. When the weather is cooler, it’s a pair of darker denim jeans and a collared, button-up shirt. His look is of a man who is not overly concerned with his appearance, yet manages to have it pulled together.
I must confess I don’t know him very well yet. I do know that I appreciate his willingness to do dishes and take on tasks around the house. It’s nice to have someone around who can work with his hands and has time to do so. It’s nice that he’s not always rushing out the door. That being said, now that he’s been back a while, I’m hopeful he’ll find employment soon, so that he doesn’t go stark raving mad. I know how much I dislike the job search.
Not much more is known about him at this point. All I can say is I’m inclined to be gracious.