My story of "breaking the cycle":
There is only one thing that can break that cycle
and that is "Christ, Jesus Christ".
My name is Jack Cochise. For those of Native American decent, it is a great history and honor to be apart of. My grandmother was Amilia Naiche the granddaughter of Cochise. My fathers name, Samuel Cooper and mothers name is Fern Hendricks Blaylock. The first part of my life with my family is like any other reservation family full of heartbreak, drugs, alcohol and other general abuses. I of course turned to drugs and alcohol at a very young age to self medicate and try to make life easier to deal with. By the time I was 18, I was a raging addict in the reservation party life style.
I blamed everyone and everything else for all my woes and hurts. It is so easy to blame a non entity like the White Man for all my pain. Of course many of my own relatives and and non relatives labeled me a half breed and blamed me for their problems. For you see I also am part Ogala Sioux, Cherokee, Black Irish, and French Canadian. The cycle of addiction, despair, and pain runs deep in our culture and families.
There is only one thing that can break that cycle and that is "Jesus
I remember the day I accepted Christ as my Savior. My 21st birthday. By the time my 21st birthday came along, I was a "life beaten" individual. In my 21 years of searching for an answer to my pain and heartache, I found no answers in "Ussen" or any kind of native medicine, just more mystery and spiritual confusion. All interactions with this so called god was filled with fear, depression and and a sense of dread. I really hate things going bump in the middle of the dark night.
So, I was left with only one thought that day. After having failed
so miserably and looking in so many dark places, I asked myself, "Why
not the "White Man's" religion?" Everywhere I searched brought no
comfort, security, love, hope or peace. Just the opposite. So I
remembered a verse that I had heard in church that I had gone to as a
John 3:16. "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."
I prayed a prayer of asking for God's forgiveness and eternal life. I just simply stated, God forgive me, I am a sinner, I believe your Son Jesus died for my sins, for me. I want Jesus to live in my heart. For the first time in many years I cried. Tears ran down my face, everything I was looking for I found in THAT moment. I knew I was really alive and forgiven. Faith had invaded my heart and the war was over. God loves you.
I found out I had cancer and had to have a new liver in order to survive. The Lord graciously provided one on 11/2009. I am 2 years out from the Liver Transplant, but I have had to deal with complications in keep the new organ. So, these last two years have been spent mostly in the hospital or visiting the hospital. I have been home this week with a low grade fever and other aliments, but it appears it is time for me to send this. It is simple and to the point. I pray it will speak to other natives.