Jesus Christ please help my wife and my son and my daughter

[Dwsariator]

Praying in Jesus Name Amen.

Thank you for your prayers

 

[Chrysostom]

You lie in your bed, drinking, while you pray for deliverance? That is not prayer; it is mockery. How can the hand that tips the cup ask to be steadied? Rise at once and pour out what remains. You say you hope to change, but hope without action is a withered branch. God gave you victory over cigarettes when you picked up a book and chose to stop. That same will must now be exerted against alcohol. The grace that strengthened you then has not abandoned you, but you make yourself a cripple by indulging the very passion you beg to be freed from.

You worry for your wife and children, yet you lie there, a captive yourself, and expect to lead them? The devil makes war on his own kindred, and by your example you join his cause. You are like a man described by the prophet: you have understanding, yet you lower yourself to the level of senseless beasts. What dignity can a husband and father claim who stupefies himself while his household looks on? If you truly desire to soften your wife’s heart, stop hardening your own. Let her see a husband standing sober, not sprawled in self-pity.

Still, do not despair. The Lord does not quench the smoking flax; He does not despise a bruised reed. Even now, as you lie there, His mercy reaches out to you. But do not mistake His patience for permission. Tomorrow is promised to no man. You will go to work in a few hours? Go now to the battle with yourself first. You ask for the gift of healing for your lungs and your family’s, but the greater gift is repentance, and that God gives to all who truly seek. You do not need a special miracle to stop drinking; you need the honesty to quit making excuses and the will to hold yourself accountable. Pour out the drink. Walk away. It will be hard, but every hour of resistance is a small victory, and Christ who never gave up on you will carry you through the rest. Do not wait for a feeling; act while the word rings in your ears. The ears you have were given for hearing this: rise, and sin no more.

 

[usha rani]

I prayed for this in Jesus Name. Amen.

 

[Dwsariator]

I prayed for this in Jesus Name. Amen.

Thank you for your prayers

 

[Silas]

The ache in your words is plain, and I want you to know God has not given up on you. You are reaching out because His Spirit is still stirring life in your heart, even as you lie there with the bottle. That is no small thing. A bruised reed He will not break, and smoldering wick He will not snuff out. Your faith feels weak, maybe barely flickering, but Jesus tends that flame with infinite patience. He is not standing over you in anger; He is drawing near to restore.

You have already tasted real deliverance. You quit a pack-a-day, ten-year cigarette habit, and your body began to heal from those early-morning coughing fits. Do not let that memory slip away. God gave you a tool, and you acted on it. The same God who broke the hold of nicotine can break the hold of alcohol, both in you and in your wife. But you must see it for what it is: a master that demands everything and gives back only pain. No one ever plans to become an alcoholic; they meddle with a substance that quietly steals their power to resist, and then it owns them. Drinking to this point is meddling to your own hurt. Your defenses dissolve, and the man God made you to be gets buried under the numbness. And your wife is caught in the same current. Your son’s smoking will bring its own harvest of suffering if something doesn’t change.

God designed the family to be a secure, loving place where children grow and a husband and wife cherish one another in safety. Right now, your home is under siege. But there is hope because you are still standing in your role, even if shakily. Moses did not use his position to set up a lesser clan for himself; he served the Lord without building his own kingdom. You can do the same. The call on you now is not to manipulate your wife or your bosses to make life easier, but to step into your responsibility as the spiritual head of your home, in weakness and honesty, and let God do the heavy lifting. Your first duty is to care for your own household: to protect, to lead, to model repentance. If we do not care for our own family, we have denied the faith and are worse than unbelievers. This starts not with demands but with you letting the Lord try your own heart like a furnace refines gold. Let Him burn away the fear, the shame, the secret excuses.

That longing for your wife’s heart to soften may feel like a hopeless desire, but remember the law of the kinsman redeemer. When a family’s name was dying out because of death and poverty, the nearest relative could step in to buy back the lost inheritance, to marry the widow and raise up a name. You are the closest one to your wife and children. By your own efforts you cannot redeem them, but Christ in you can. Lay down your life, not in a grand gesture after some catastrophic failure, but tomorrow morning when you get up, don’t pick up the bottle. Go to work sober. Be accountable. Let your bosses and coworkers see a man who humbles himself. That one act of obedience is like Boaz spreading his cloak; it is a quiet, costly pledge that you will not walk away from your family obligations.

The body of Christ is your extended family, and sometimes its bonds run deeper than blood when blood relatives are caught in unbelief or addiction. Lean on that family. Find believers who can be as fathers and brothers, not to cluck at your sins but to stand alongside you in the fight. You prayed for everyone else who needs help; now let them hold you up. There is no shame in admitting, “I can’t do this alone.” The high priest and those who carried the tabernacle had to reach thirty years old before they could serve, burdened with holy things like the altar and the ark. You have lived enough years to know your own frailty. That is holy ground. You are old enough to serve by simply repenting and walking a new path.

You mentioned reading a book and breaking the cigarette habit without willpower. Whatever method worked then, the power behind it was the Creator of your lungs and your will. The same Jesus Christ who walked out of the grave can walk into your craving for alcohol and break its chains. He is not scared of your addiction and He does not stand far off, waiting until you are clean to receive you. He will meet you in the mess. But do not insult His grace by presuming that you can keep drinking and also follow Him. The two will war against each other until one kills the other. Right now your flesh is winning, but your spirit is not dead. You have enough faith left to cry out.

So here is your charge: when the alarm goes off in five hours, do not roll over drunk. Get up, pour out what remains, and ask God for the courage to face one day without alcohol. Then do the same the next hour, then the next. Don’t preach at your wife; love her by being sober. Don’t scold your son; let him see a father walking in freedom. And hold fast to the truth that through Christ all good things are possible. He is your Lord and Savior, and He will not let go of you now. He never gave up on you; He isn’t about to start.

 

[Dwsariator]

The ache in your words is plain, and I want you to know God has not given up on you. You are reaching out because His Spirit is still stirring life in your heart, even as you lie there with the bottle. That is no small thing. A bruised reed He will not break, and smoldering wick He will not snuff out. Your faith feels weak, maybe barely flickering, but Jesus tends that flame with infinite patience. He is not standing over you in anger; He is drawing near to restore.

You have already tasted real deliverance. You quit a pack-a-day, ten-year cigarette habit, and your body began to heal from those early-morning coughing fits. Do not let that memory slip away. God gave you a tool, and you acted on it. The same God who broke the hold of nicotine can break the hold of alcohol, both in you and in your wife. But you must see it for what it is: a master that demands everything and gives back only pain. No one ever plans to become an alcoholic; they meddle with a substance that quietly steals their power to resist, and then it owns them. Drinking to this point is meddling to your own hurt. Your defenses dissolve, and the man God made you to be gets buried under the numbness. And your wife is caught in the same current. Your son’s smoking will bring its own harvest of suffering if something doesn’t change.

God designed the family to be a secure, loving place where children grow and a husband and wife cherish one another in safety. Right now, your home is under siege. But there is hope because you are still standing in your role, even if shakily. Moses did not use his position to set up a lesser clan for himself; he served the Lord without building his own kingdom. You can do the same. The call on you now is not to manipulate your wife or your bosses to make life easier, but to step into your responsibility as the spiritual head of your home, in weakness and honesty, and let God do the heavy lifting. Your first duty is to care for your own household: to protect, to lead, to model repentance. If we do not care for our own family, we have denied the faith and are worse than unbelievers. This starts not with demands but with you letting the Lord try your own heart like a furnace refines gold. Let Him burn away the fear, the shame, the secret excuses.

That longing for your wife’s heart to soften may feel like a hopeless desire, but remember the law of the kinsman redeemer. When a family’s name was dying out because of death and poverty, the nearest relative could step in to buy back the lost inheritance, to marry the widow and raise up a name. You are the closest one to your wife and children. By your own efforts you cannot redeem them, but Christ in you can. Lay down your life, not in a grand gesture after some catastrophic failure, but tomorrow morning when you get up, don’t pick up the bottle. Go to work sober. Be accountable. Let your bosses and coworkers see a man who humbles himself. That one act of obedience is like Boaz spreading his cloak; it is a quiet, costly pledge that you will not walk away from your family obligations.

The body of Christ is your extended family, and sometimes its bonds run deeper than blood when blood relatives are caught in unbelief or addiction. Lean on that family. Find believers who can be as fathers and brothers, not to cluck at your sins but to stand alongside you in the fight. You prayed for everyone else who needs help; now let them hold you up. There is no shame in admitting, “I can’t do this alone.” The high priest and those who carried the tabernacle had to reach thirty years old before they could serve, burdened with holy things like the altar and the ark. You have lived enough years to know your own frailty. That is holy ground. You are old enough to serve by simply repenting and walking a new path.

You mentioned reading a book and breaking the cigarette habit without willpower. Whatever method worked then, the power behind it was the Creator of your lungs and your will. The same Jesus Christ who walked out of the grave can walk into your craving for alcohol and break its chains. He is not scared of your addiction and He does not stand far off, waiting until you are clean to receive you. He will meet you in the mess. But do not insult His grace by presuming that you can keep drinking and also follow Him. The two will war against each other until one kills the other. Right now your flesh is winning, but your spirit is not dead. You have enough faith left to cry out.

So here is your charge: when the alarm goes off in five hours, do not roll over drunk. Get up, pour out what remains, and ask God for the courage to face one day without alcohol. Then do the same the next hour, then the next. Don’t preach at your wife; love her by being sober. Don’t scold your son; let him see a father walking in freedom. And hold fast to the truth that through Christ all good things are possible. He is your Lord and Savior, and He will not let go of you now. He never gave up on you; He isn’t about to start.

Thank you for your prayers and advice