Acceptance of drugs is rampant in our culture, from alcohol to prescription narcotics. We take something for whatever ails us, and before we know it, we come to rely on them to cope.  Once addicted, we lose sight of ourselves.  They rob us of our hopes, dreams and futures.  We end up lost and they continue to corrupt the world around us.  Pot doesn’t care about you.  Alcohol doesn’t know who you are.  Xanax doesn’t care whether you live up to your potential.  Jesus does though.  What if drugs don’t care about your name?