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26 Years of Hell!!
26 Years of Hell!!
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This book is a DRUG & ALCOHOL INTERVENTION book. Its purpose is to keep young people from becoming addicted to substances in the first place. Because once you're addicted, your life is literally ruined!!!

During his 26 years of addiction, or "26 Years of Hell", Paul has been in several HORRIFIC & DEADLY situations: he has been shot and shot at several times, beat up constantly, set up to be robbed by prostitutes, hospitalized several times, in and out of jails, and always in a homeless shelter. Paul checked himself into a RELIGIOUS homeless shelter where he resided for 17 months. He stayed sober, and became top Usher at a local Church. The question is "Will he stay out of trouble this time?"

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PublisherPaul Green
Release dateMay 6, 2018
ISBN9781507658185
26 Years of Hell!!
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Paul Green

The author’s three children had grown up and his eldest had two of her own, Isobelle and Oscar. Their imagination knew no boundaries. Every cupboard was a ‘den’, a sheet draped over objects, a tent, not to mention the fun they had with their toys! The author worked on this and wrote several books around them. What a joy.

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    26 Years of Hell!! - Paul Green

    INTRODUCTION

    The addiction to alcohol was impossible for me to break. I drank all day, every day for 26 years. However, the incorruptible SEED of God that was in me never went away.

    My mother, now with over 30 years of knowledge about the bible and God, planted the seed of God’s word the bible in me as a small child. My mother didn’t just pray over dinner or just read a couple of scriptures to me - she read entire chapters from the bible to me every night until I became sleepy, and wanted to go to bed. And we prayed to God before I got into the bed. We had bible studies during the day, twice a week. I knew God was real, and loved me before I could even read and write. I could feel his spirit and protection in our house. I knew about the fruits of the spirit before I was 5 years old. I knew about bad association spoils useful habits while other 5 year olds were playing video games, and watching horror movies. And, when I was around 13 years old, I preached to crowds of about 200 people about the bible, and the power of God at the denomination I belonged to. Satan knew that the seed I had in me could turn into a harvest if I kept watering it. Satan didn’t want me watering the seed. Watering the seed is what I’m doing now — I wrote this book glorifying God who kept me from being killed several times from the deadly situations I put myself in. I also write spiritual freelance articles which summations are taken from church, bible study, and Science of Addiction classes at the shelter. I post these articles publicly to addiction, recovery, and spiritual websites. People on these websites learn about God’s power, and Satan’s evil tricks. Satan does not care if I read my bible. Satan does not care if I pray to God. Satan does not care if I go to church. It is when I start SPEAKING, AND SHARING, AND EDUCATING PEOPLE about God’s power, and exposing Satan’s lies, plots, and evil tricks - that’s what Satan is concerned about.

    Satan doesn’t want me turning people back to God. Satan wants to take all the people he can with him to his fiery pit where he will be tortured day and night forever, and ever, and ever. So, Satan knew when I was only 5 years old that I had the potential to share with people everything that I had learned.

    Satan had to make the seed in me stay dormant. When I was in grade school, Satan stepped in, attacked me, and had me beet up several times by my grade school peers for no apparent reason. I’ve been knocked out cold after school on three different occasions for no apparent reason. I was called a nerd because I always had my school books, and did my homework. My bike was bullied from me at the park I went to. Satan had put in the kids’ minds that I thought I was better than them; that I was too good to hang out with them; that they were a nobody, and I was a somebody. I never thought that I was better than anybody. The bible says not to associate with the kids who were doing evil things (cussing, fighting, stealing, and vandalism). And, to top it all off, my father left us when he divorced my Mother. Satan put deep hurt, pain, and abandonment in my soul along with physical and mental torture.

    Satan’s attacks were a plot and scheme to keep the seed in me dormant, and turn away from God. Satan was successful because I did turn away from God - for 26 years.

    I didn’t want my mother talking to me about the bible anymore. I felt the spirituality that was in me (a good little boy) showed, and my peers and neighbors assumed that I thought I was better than them. But, I didn’t. The hurt and pain set in my soul, and I started experimenting with alcohol to fit in with my peers. I was tired of people not liking me, and beating me up. When I started drinking and smoking cigarettes, Satan did not have me harmed anymore - for just a few years. I now had friends that I fit in with, and we drank alcohol every day. They liked me. They didn’t want to beat me up. They invited me over their house. I thought it was great, and now no one thought that I thought I was better than anyone else. Little did I know that I would use alcohol to cope with all my problems, and become chemically dependent on it for 26 years. Satan wants to steal, kill, and destroy. Now that he influenced me to turn away from God, the next step in his plan was my death. My life became hell as my alcohol addiction led to fights, stabbings, attempted robberies, and attempted homicide by snipers, and killers shinning infrared laser beams through my apartment windows trying to get a shot at me. Only by the mercy of God did I survive several incidents of almost being killed.

    God spared my life several times because of the seed in me to teach others about Him. So, 26 years later, here I am watering the seed of spirituality - writing books about God’s mercy and power. Writing freelance articles on spirituality and God’s might. Only by the mercy of God was I led to a religious homeless shelter. I was surrounded by Pastors and Ministers. I went to bible studies, and Science of Addiction classes regularly at the religious shelter. And, I attended church often where I am now the top Usher.

    The 26 year old seed was now growing. Glory be to God. The devil is a liar. I am now aware that he will put evil people near me to try to stop my good works. I’ll let God take care of Satan’s evil schemes, tricks, and tactics - I have books to write.

    1 Peter 1:23

    "For you have been given a new birth, not by corruptible, by incorruptible,

    Reproductive seed, through the word of the living and enduring God." (NWT)

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    I give the highest honor, the greatest gratitude, and a special thanks to Pastor Foster - the man, who on July of 2012, told me "You can come in."

    In July of 2012 I had to abandon my apartment. I had beaten a dude in the head with a 40 ounce beer bottle, and he almost bled to death. His family was after me, and was going to kill me. I hid over my sister’s apartment for 3 weeks while looking for another place to live. I was out of time, out of my mind, and had no place to live. When I called your shelter in July of 2012, none of your staff would let me stay there because of my criminal history. They told me maybe I could talk to you, Dr. Foster. I assumed that you would also deny my stay at the shelter, but in a nicer way. That’s just the opposite of what you did.

    You said to me "You can come in." I could feel your spirit through the phone, and those words changed my life forever. You gave me a chance even as I went through severe withdrawals from alcohol.

    My book 26 Years of Hell hit nationwide newspapers in 2,013.

    So, I thank you for allowing an alcoholic like me to come into your spiritual shelter, and become a member of your church. Pastor Foster, you are a very ambitious preacher who gets the message across. You are caring for others who can’t care for themselves. You give people like me chances that really don’t deserve it. I’ve became stronger physically, mentally, and spiritually all because you gave me a chance. You never gave up on me even as I was going through severe withdrawals. I knew God’s spirit and His word the bible was truly in you when you preached, and I could see that. And, Elder Terrie Foster you are just as ambitious to save lost souls like myself. I love when you preach about God, and His power to change people like me.

    You both make the perfect team at saving souls.

    I now have a stronger relationship with my Heavenly Father than I ever had 26 years ago. I now know that it was God’s will for me to have to abandon my apartment, and position me where I had no other option but to reconnect with God through your church.

    I know that the true God loves me. God saved my life multiple times during my 26 years of addiction when I should have been dead. God kept me alive to fulfill the purpose that He has for me - I’m a writer, and I glorify God’s might, mercy, and authority in the Heavens, and in the earth, both inside and outside of time.

    May God bless you more and more abundantly,

    Paul Green

    CHAPTER 1

    Addiction: That first feeling

    As a child, I was very hyper. I use to beat on my Mom’s pots and pans like drums. I wanted to stay up all night and watch TV like the grown-ups. My first video game system was Atari. My favorite games were Donkey Kong, Pac Man, and Space Invaders. I played these games day and night. It was addictive. Matter of fact, anything that made me feel good was addictive.

    My father gave me a few teaspoons of Nyquil nighttime medicine. I became calm, relaxed, and peaceful. It was a feeling I had never experienced before. So, every night I asked my father for Nyquil at bed time. What peace and comfort it gave me! Eventually, my father stopped giving me Nyquil. A few days had passed, and I began craving for that feeling. Without it, I didn’t feel the same. I felt a little empty. I eventually found where he had stashed the Nyquil. I began sipping on it throughout the day - not just at bed time, and not just a few teaspoons like my father had given me. I learned that Nyquil contained alcohol - the drug that gave me that feeling. After the bottle of Nyquil was

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