A voice came to me saying, “Doesn’t it say that if the Son of God has set you free, then you are free indeed? Then if you really are free, you can drink just like other free people, can’t you?”
I thought hours on that. It seemed reasonable to me. Was I really free or wasn’t I? And if I was, why couldn’t I drink and keep it in control? I asked my husband what he thought. He couldn’t offer an argument against it. I asked my sister, and neither could she. So I decided to give it a try.
I would start at my cousin’s wedding in a few days. My husband agreed to let me drink from his glass so I wouldn’t be noticed with a drink in my own hand.
And immediately, back I went into captivity.
I would now spend the next 17 months in agony like I had never known. It didn’t take me long to realize I had been tricked. Satan had used Scripture to trick me. Within days, I was in greater captivity to alcoholism than I had ever been even just before my deliverance in 1974.
I began to cry out to God for mercy, and for another deliverance. I came to him time after time after time acknowledging my drunkenness as sin. I admitted that I didn’t really want to be away from alcohol because it dulled the pain so, but was convicted about drunkenness by the Word so in agreement with the Word I asked to be set free.