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Warcry: Total transformation

Grant Hume tells his story to WarcryGrant Hume says that without faith he’s an empty shell.

Now 50 years old, I grew up in the western suburbs of Sydney. We were a middle class family—my mother worked part-time and my father worked and drank hard. I thought that was how all families were at the time. I don’t ever recall going to church or having any Christian influence. 

I had a trouble-free childhood until I hit high school and started to experiment with alcohol and cannabis. After leaving school at 16, I began an apprenticeship. It was the culture to go to the pub after work even though I was underage. 

My drinking progressed through to my mid-twenties and I started to get into trouble with the police. Quite often I found myself involved in fights and waking up in people’s houses I didn’t know. 
It was around this time I was introduced to speed and loved it. I found it helped me to socialise and brought me out of myself. At this point I was oblivious to where this was leading me and so I continued. 

By the time I reached 30 I was living in Adelaide and, after a failed relationship, I was introduced to intravenous drug use at a party. That first hit of speed really took my using to another level. 
Speed use continued to rule my life on a daily basis until I got a phone call one morning from my mother informing me that my younger brother had been killed in a car accident. After flying home for the funeral, I returned to Adelaide, meeting up with a person who I knew used heroin. 

Looking back, that was the beginning of the end. I moved back to NSW and it wasn’t long before things started to go downhill fast. I lost my job. I sold everything I owned to the pawn shop to support my habit—which was 500 dollars a day. I was homeless and living on the streets, sleeping under a scout hall to keep dry. My addiction took me to using anything I could get my hands on—cannabis, morphine, methadone, pills etc, just to escape my reality. 

I got to the point where suicide was a real option for me. I didn’t know what to do, so after having no contact with my parents for nearly two years, I rang my mum. Within an hour I was sitting with a Salvo corps officer (minister) making a phone call to the Salvos’ Alf Dawkins Detox centre in Surry Hills. I was admitted in April 2006. 

From there I went to Miracle Haven, a Salvo rehabilitation centre, and after four months I gave my heart to God and became a Christian. 

From that point on I just knew that everything was going to be okay. I completed the Salvo Bridge Program in February 2007 and moved to Port Macquarie where I attended The Salvation Army church. 

My parents had become Christians some 10 years before and also went to that corps (Salvo church). I became a member in March 2008, married in November that year, to a beautiful woman, and in January 2009 was offered a job as a support worker at Miracle Haven. I have now progressed to senior caseworker at the Salvo Dooralong Transformation Centre. 

My wife and I both attend church at the Gosford Salvos and own our own home in Morisset. I have been clean and sober for more than eight years now, and if it wasn’t for the grace of God being with me every step of the way I wouldn’t be here today. 

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