Have you ever tried to stop doing something only to repeatedly fail? I used to be hopelessly addicted to smoking. The more I determined to quit, the more I would smoke. And I wanted to quit more than any smoker I have ever known. I went to ridiculous extremes to break free. I only smoked with my left hand. I threw out unused cigarettes at the end of the day and bought a brand new pack the next day. I only smoked while driving. And my personal favorite; I gave my beloved heating pad to my roommate and asked her not to give it to me unless I had not smoked that day. Every night I would stand at her bedroom door demanding to have it back even though I had smoked. Needless to say, she quit helping me. Besides being costly, I was a miserable failure at quitting. Around this time I confessed my struggle at church and a young man told me to read Romans 6, 7 and 8. I was amazed to discover that Paul understood my struggles."Oh wretched man that I am who will deliver me ...
Coming Home To Freedom In Christ