All this stuff occurred between the late sixties and early eighties.
I smoked cigarettes for fifteen years a pack and half per day.
Later on, I began the marijuana habit which I carried for 10 years.
Between the marijuana and the cigarettes my lungs got really, really, bad.
They were in constant pain.
I was frightened.
God set me free from drugs, but the cigarettes was something which I continued in and could not stop.
Whatever I would do to quit I would miserably fail.
I was petrified that I was getting cancer.
One day in desperation I fell on my knees.
For ninety minutes, I pleaded and wept with Jesus to deliver me from the control of cigarettes.
The next morning, I just knew I did not need them anymore.
There were big weeds behind my house.
I took the package of Vantage cigarettes and flung it into them
That was 33 years ago.
I have never smoked again.
God’s deliverance do not come by what we do through ourselves, but what Jesus does through us in response to our prayers.