I was trying very hard to quit smoking and would go all day only to celebrate with a cigerette. I vowed that I would not get baptized until I quit smoking. The day of the baptism was getting closer and I still had not won the battle. One night while I was sleeping, I deamt that I was standing in from of Yeshua. I am unworthy to look at Him, so I looked at His chest, but it wasn't long before I was convicted that I am unworthy to even look at His chest, so I look at His feet, but I am not worthy to even do that. So I looked at my own, and there I saw a pack of cigarettes at my feet. I can not stand before the Lord with cigarettes at my feet, so I started kicking them out of the way, but they would just re-appear at my feet, and I got so caught up with kicking them out of the way, the Lord had to get my attention by asking if I wanted Him to take them away... I yelled YES.. and woke up. Never smoked a cigarette since that day.
