The Helping Up Podcast is all about addiction, recovery, and grace. We tell stories and share conversations from around the campus of Helping Up Mission, a Christian addiction recovery program for men in Baltimore, MD.
This episode is the story of Bobby Johnson and how despite his stumbles, God has placed Bobby on a path of service and redemption using his talents as a way to give back. Bobby reminds us that even in our darkest places, we still have a protector who, if we’re willing, will help us out of the grips of death and into loving and meaningful relationships.
“When I was in the midst of everything, there were no options. You wake up every day, and your intent has to be get money or be prepared to die. I have choices nowadays.” Read more at helpingupmission.org/stories/ericw
Featuring Eric’s segment from the new podcast Drug Stories – check them out at drugstories.org. (Audio by Miriam Zimmerman and photo by Michelle Frankfurter)
This episode was produced by Evan Jones and Vic King. Music by DMB (Eric’s request).
“I am a firm believer that the small things in life make the difference. The big [things] are going to happen to everyone. The little ones are gifts. When someone talks to you and they actually care, it’s something you remember. It can make a huge difference in the rest of your day. It might make a difference in the rest of your life. Care might be the difference between life and death.” Read more at helpingupmission.org/stories/blue
This spring, we had the privilege of welcoming Diane Langberg to our campus for a visit. Dr. Langberg is a practicing psychologist whose clinical expertise includes 45 years of working with trauma survivors and clergy.
Dr. Langberg shared with our clients some of what she’s learned about healing from shame, sexual abuse, and other kinds of trauma.
00:01 The many faces of shame (below is the Shame Compass that Dr. Langberg refers to in this section)
28:05 The trauma of sexual abuse 36:07 The shape of healing: talk, tears, time 56:13 Q&A
“Part of me thinks that it was because I was doing so well – maybe I could get away with one… I shot up while driving and I just had an immediate overdose…the last thing I remember was a loud crash. My next conscious memory is three weeks later in Johns Hopkins ICU surrounded by doctors with machines and tubes everywhere. My parents are there and crying, so I started crying.”