Personal Drive Story II

This is a story of a libertine pulling off a 180.

M is from a family of generations of Protestant Pastors. The family root, however, is no guarantee of a smooth development of his spiritual temperament.

M was very experimental with life's gray sides, to put it gingerly. College? I'm going there to get drunk everyday, M pronounced, to his own satisfaction. Books? I haven't seen a single book worth reading, he declared, to everyone else's chagrin.

Then, one day he found himself stepping hard on his brake, literally and metaphorically. He was caught by highway patrol drinking while driving. His driver's license was suspended. Hefty fines, humiliations and despair ensued. He hit a bottom.

At a bottom, as the saying goes, there is no way but up. Up he did, by sheer personal determination, or to believers, due to Higher Power's answer to prayers.

M is a different man now. He loves to read. He vows to follow his forebearers' footsteps to become a Pastor.