Love and Spirituality in the Healing of Addictions

Addiction and Grace
by Gerald G. May, M.D. (1940-2005)

Preface

The writing of this book has been a true journey for me, filled not only with the usual ups and downs of authoring, but also with prayer and real spiritual warfare. It has been, in a way, the kind of spiritual desert and garden I will be describing toward the end of the book. Many of the old understandings to which I had been addicted were stripped away, leaving a desert-like spaciousness where my customary props and securities no longer existed. Grace was able to flow into this emptiness, and something new was able to grow. Fresh understandings took root, and the insights that emerged were clearer, simpler, and more beautiful. I became acutely aware of living what I was writing about. I live a life infused by the bondage of addiction and the hope of grace; I think we all live such lives. My hope is that you who read these words will be touched lovingly by the True Word, that there will be enough space within my words for grace to flow for you.

In reading this text, you should keep in mind that although I consider myself a reasonably careful scientist, I am neither a trained theologian nor a scriptural scholar. This book is full of my own theological assumptions which, although honestly and accurately reflecting my experience, are only partially systematized or externally justified. I ask you, then, not to read my words as authority, but to let them resonate where and how they will, with your own experience and sense of truth.

I have taken considerable liberties in my use of Scripture. I felt this was permissible because my use of Scripture in this book is solely for elucidating basic themes, not for authority or justification. In bringing the quotations together, I have relied on a wide variety of translations, and in a number of places I have combined several translations within the same quotation.

And, as with the prologue to John’s Gospel quoted at the beginning of chapter 6, I have even taken a stab at my own translations. This process has been a rich and deep encounter with Scripture for me, and I hope it will also bring some fresh insights to you. Bear in mind, however, that my versions are not necessarily authoritative; I encourage you to read the references for yourself in your own most trusted translation(s).

The primary scriptural themes for this text are the Eden story (Genesis 1:27–3:24), the exodus experience (Exodus 1–15), and Paul’s beautiful portrayal of sin, deliverance, and the life of the Spirit in the Letter to the Romans (5:12–8:39). I encourage you to read these sections of the Bible before beginning the main text of this book and to refer to them periodically as you proceed. Doing this will, I am sure, add much to the value of the book for you.

In the service of confidentiality, vignettes concerning people in this text are composites based on real people’s experience. They do not refer to specific individuals. Footnotes are scattered like freckles throughout the text. Insofar as possible, do not let them interfere with your reading. They either simply give references or elaborate on points made within the text; they can be reviewed at a later time or not at all. Wherever I could, I have placed them at the ends of paragraphs to make them a bit less intrusive.

My deepest human indebtedness in this work is to those chemically addicted people and their families who have allowed me to share some of their experience. They taught me that major addiction is the sacred disease of our time.

1. DESIRE: Addiction and Human Freedom

After twenty years of listening to the yearnings of people’s hearts, I am convinced that all human beings have an inborn desire for God. Whether we are consciously religious or not, this desire is our deepest longing and our most precious treasure. It gives us meaning. Some of us have repressed this desire, burying it beneath so many other interests that we are completely unaware of it. Or we may experience it in different ways—as a longing for wholeness, completion, or fulfillment. Regardless of how we describe it, it is a longing for love. It is a hunger to love, to be loved, and to move closer to the Source of love. This yearning is the essence of the human spirit; it is the origin of our highest hopes and most noble dreams.

Modern theology describes this desire as God given. In an outpouring of love, God creates us and plants the seeds of this desire within us. Then, throughout our lives, God nourishes this desire, drawing us toward fulfillment of the two great commandments: “Thou shalt love thy God with all thy heart, and thy neighbor as thyself.” If we could claim our longing for love as the true treasure of our hearts, we would, with God’s grace, be able to live these commandments.1

But something gets in the way. Not only are we unable to fulfill the commandments; we often even ignore our desire to do so. The longing at the center of our hearts repeatedly disappears from our awareness, and its energy is usurped by forces that are not at all loving. Our desires are captured, and we give ourselves over to things that, in our deepest honesty, we really do not want. There are times when each of us can easily identify with the words of the apostle Paul: “I do not understand my own behavior; I do not act as I mean to, but I do the things that I hate. Though the will to do what is good is in me, the power to do it is not; the good thing I want to do, I never do; the evil thing which I do not want—that is what I do.”2

In writing these words, Paul was talking about sin. Theologically, sin is what turns us away from love—away from love for ourselves, away from love for one another, and away from love for God. When I look at this problem psychologically, I see two forces that are responsible: repression and addiction. We all suffer from both repression and addiction. Of the two, repression is by far the milder one.

Repression
We frequently repress our desire for love because love makes us vulnerable to being hurt. The word passion, which is used to express strong loving desire, comes from the Latin root passus, which means “suffered.” All of us know that, along with bringing joy, love can make us suffer. Often we repress our desire for love to minimize this suffering. This happens after someone spurns our love; we stifle our desire, and it may take us a long time before we are ready to love again. It is a normal human response; we repress our longings when they hurt us too much. Perhaps it is not surprising, then, that we do the same with our deepest longings for God. God does not always come to us in the pleasant ways we might expect, and so we repress our desire for God.

When we repress a desire, we try to keep it out of our awareness. We try to keep our focus on other things—safer things. Psychology calls this displacement. But something that has been repressed does not really go away; it remains within us, skirting the edges of our consciousness. Every now and then it reminds us of its presence, as if to say, “Remember me?” And, when we are ready to tackle the thing again, we can. We may repress our longing for God, but, like the hound of heaven that it is, it haunts us. And it is there for us to deal with whenever we are ready. Repression, then, in spite of its sinister reputation, is relatively flexible. It is workable. Addiction, the other force that turns us away from love, is much more vicious.

The Paradoxes of Addiction
For generations, psychologists thought that virtually all self-defeating behavior was caused by repression. I have now come to believe that addiction is a separate and even more self-defeating force that abuses our freedom and makes us do things we really do not want to do. While repression stifles desire, addiction attaches desire, bonds and enslaves the energy of desire to certain specific behaviors, things, or people. These objects of attachment then become preoccupations and obsessions; they come to rule our lives.

The word attachment has long been used by spiritual traditions to describe this process. It comes from the old French atache, meaning “nailed to.” Attachment “nails” our desire to specific objects and creates addiction. In this light, we can see why traditional psychotherapy, which is based on the release of repression, has proven ineffective with addictions. It also shows why addiction is the most powerful psychic enemy of humanity’s desire for God.

I am not being flippant when I say that all of us suffer from addiction. Nor am I reducing the meaning of addiction. I mean in all truth that the psychological, neurological, and spiritual dynamics of full-fledged addiction are actively at work within every human being. The same processes that are responsible for addiction to alcohol and narcotics are also responsible for addiction to ideas, work, relationships, power, moods, fanta sies, and an endless variety of other things. We are all addicts in every sense of the word. Moreover, our addictions are our own worst enemies. They enslave us with chains that are of our own making and yet that, paradoxically, are virtually beyond our control. Addiction also makes idolaters of us all, because it forces us to worship these objects of attachment, thereby preventing us from truly, freely loving God and one another. Addiction breeds willfulness within us, yet, again paradoxically, it erodes our free will and eats away at our dignity. Addiction, then, is at once an inherent part of our nature and an antagonist of our nature. It is the absolute enemy of human freedom, the antipathy of love. Yet, in still another paradox, our addictions can lead us to a deep appreciation of grace. They can bring us to our knees.

The paradoxes of addiction raise many questions. What really is addiction? What is its spiritual significance, its true relationship to grace? What is the difference between addiction and deeply, passionately caring about something or someone? Are there some good addictions? And if traditional psychology does not help addiction, what does? I think I can shed some light on these questions, but many of the answers will not be pleasant to hear. Addiction is not something we can simply take care of by applying the proper remedy, for it is in the very nature of addiction to feed on our attempts to master it.

At the outset, I must confess that I have by no means achieved victory over my own addictions. I am riddled with them, and I further confess that I enjoy some of them immensely. Although deep in my heart I would prefer to be free of them, the larger part of myself simply does not want to give them up. It is characteristic for addiction to mix one’s motives. But although I often feel impotent before my addictions, I do have some understanding of them, and that is what I hope to share with you. Understanding will not deliver us from addiction, but it will, I hope, help us appreciate grace. Grace is the most powerful force in the universe. It can transcend repression, addiction, and every other internal or external power that seeks to oppress the freedom of the human heart. Grace is where our hope lies.

Journey Toward Understanding
It was in working with some of the most tragically addicted people—those enslaved to narcotics and alcohol—that I began wondering about addiction and grace. It was there also that I began to recognize my own addictedness. Most importantly, it was in the course of that work that I reclaimed my own spiritual hunger, a desire for God and for love that for many years I had tried to repress.

As nearly as I can recall, the repression of my spiritual desire began shortly after my father died. I was nine at the time. Prior to that, I had had a comfortable relationship with God. As with all children, the earliest years of my life were “simply religious.” In the innocent wonder and awe of early childhood awareness, everything just is spiritual. My religious education had given me a name for God, but I hardly needed it. I prayed easily; God was a friend.3

In a reaction typical for a nine year old, I expected God to somehow keep me in touch with my father after his death. I prayed for this, but of course it did not happen. As a result, some