By His Grace
The alarm went off. "Time to get the kids ready for school," was my first thought. Heading for the kitchen, I searched for what was my first real desire of the day, and every day, my cigarettes. After opening a fresh pack from the kitchen cupboard, I lit up a cigarette and put it in the ashtray. Then I filled the coffee pot with water and pushed the button on top of the stove to "HIGH". Everyday it seemed to be getting worse. My problem wasn't going away. As God's Spirit was convicting me, I was in bondage to those little white cancer sticks. I'd been saved for two and a half years, and since I was first saved, I felt God convicting me of my habit. He was also trying to make me realize that I had deliverance from that habit. " He who the Son has set free, is free indeed." How many times had I asked for complete deliverance from cigarettes? Only to fall short and light up again. I'd cut down to a pack a day in my own eff...