Down the Drain: The Pouring out of Spirits

Saturday’s Story for HIS glory

By a Christ Follower from IL.

Photo by Chris F. /

As I drove home from North Minneapolis to Eagan, I remember thinking to myself, I can’t wait until I get home to eat dinner and have a drink. I had a long day of teaching and really needed to relax. My feet and head hurt badly and both were throbbing, especially my feet since I had a bunion on each foot. However, the drive from North Minneapolis to Eagan was about 40 minutes depending on the time of the day and traffic. It was around 4:00 p.m., so the traffic wasn’t too bad and boy was I glad.

The closer I got to my house on Vermillion Court Drive, the more excited I became. All of a sudden, I was driving around the curved road, almost to my house and I felt in my spirit a directive from the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit had convicted me and told me to take all of my alcohol out of the kitchen cabinets and pour the contents of the bottles down the drain. I wasn’t sure that I had heard correctly, but then I felt a small nudge again. Was the Holy Spirit really telling me to pour all of my liquor down the drain? I just spent over $50 at Wine and Spirits purchasing some of it the day before; what a waste of money. There was a battle within me and at this point, I needed to make a decision. Was I going to be obedient or disobedient? Was I going to hear, listen, and obey?

Photo by Karolina Grabows /

I pulled my burgundy 1992 Honda Civic into the garage, walked into the house, hung up my black winter coat, and proceeded to the kitchen. I opened the kitchen cabinets and the refrigerator and pulled out the bottles of liquor one by one and set them on the kitchen counter. With tears streaming down my face and sadness in my heart, I walked to the sink and poured each one of the bottles down the drain. I cried out to God as tears continued to flow, non-stop down the cheeks of my face. My eyes were now red and mucus and tears were flowing down my face. I finally finished pouring out the Malibu, Gin, Vodka, Kahlua, Rum, Reunite’ and Alize’ and suddenly felt peace in my spirit. I was glad that the Holy Spirit had convicted me and that I was obedient to His prompting. At that point, a sense of freedom had come over me.

Photo by Joshua Abner /

That evening, I had come to know God as a deliverer; that was over 20 years ago!

Published by Lisa B.

I am a passionate educator, community volunteer, child advocate, and Christian blogger. I am a native of Harvey, Illinois who enjoys teaching first grade in Atlanta Public Schools. In my spare time, I enjoy attending hot yoga classes and working out. I am also a seller on Teachers Pay Teachers and love creating educational resources to share with others. I love living out my change lives through community outreach, global missions, education, and to bring life and light to the world through writing.

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