Let me explain a little first - I grew up in a home where alcohol was consider bad. Period. No questions. You didn't touch alcohol. It was the same as drugs. You also have to understand I grew up next door (practically) to a home for men with drug and alcohol problems. This is all I knew of alcohol - I knew that it messed up lives in a serious way, it destroyed families, ruined marriages and left men in a heaping mess. To my little mind it was pure poison.
Once I grew up some I still couldn't see alcohol as anything else. I didn't understand the pull or fascination it had to people. Couldn't they see what it would do to them in the end? I didn't have a lot or really an experience with people around me drinking until I went to Cosmetology school. I never went out with any one to drink or party, ever. But I'd watch all these grown women with boyfriends, husbands and kids come dragging in on Tuesday mornings (that was our Monday!) hung over and ill because they had been drinking all weekend. Again, it puzzled me.
After we moved I found out that my parents had started having an occasional glass of wine. I was shocked! To me this was almost the same as hearing they had started smoking pot occasionally! Yeah, it seems silly to me now but at the time I didn't know what to think. My father had to explain to me his reasoning behind it - for him and my mother is mainly medicinal. Red wine is good for your heart, IN MODERATION! Heart problems run in both sides of my family and so through a friend of theirs who is into natural health they had started doing this. He also explained to me that the Bible never prohibits drinking alcohol, obviously they drank wine in Bible times but what it does prohibit is getting DRUNK. Full blown, out of your mind, can't remember what you did - drunk. Over and over I see "friends" of mine post pictures of them drunk, falling off the toilet, hurting themselves because they can't stand up straight or walk, etc. And I don't understand why this is something to be proud of. I've since changed my outlook on alcohol but not on drinking. To me drinking is drinking enough and with the intent of getting drunk. Having a drink is something totally different. I've occasionally ordered a drink, not often though, I don't think it's worth the money! But we do have a couple of alcoholic drinks in our fridge right now, I won't lie. We don't abstain completely from alcohol but we never have had more then one drink at any given time. We don't want to push limits to see when we get tipsy or close to drunk or how many we can handle before we are close.
But someone said the other day to me that people who drink or who go out to drink are usually looking for something to fill a void. Even if they don't realize it - they may go because they think it's "fun" or "cool" but any reason probably has a hidden meaning behind it - they want to be excepted, they want to feel loved, or the certain of attention or a common bond between someone. They need the attention and the temporary bond they feel with other drinkers. Or they are so miserable in their own day to day lives that they live the whole week looking forward to getting plastered so that they can forget who they are and what they are. They announce it like it's really a proud feat - "Getting DRUNK this weekend!" or "I'm so drunk I can't even walk straight! Hehe!" It doesn't make me laugh or even smile, it makes me feel sorry for them. It makes me wish there was some way I could show them that what they are missing a relationship, a TRUE relationship with God. The void they are trying to fill - all the voids - can be filled by one thing and one thing alone. But most of these people know that - they've had it before but they've allowed issues, circumstances and unforeseen catastrophe's destroy their trust in Him and they've turned to drowning their sorrows instead. And it saddens me deeply. I wish they could see how lonely, empty and foolish they look from this side.....
Don't take this as I'm judging, I'm not. I now we all have things we turn to for comfort - things other then God. I'm still learning daily to do that but I still don't know that my relationship with God has ever lacked to the point that I just wanted to forget everything. And I hope it never, ever gets there. If anything seeing situations like this reminds me to cling even tighter to God, knowing that my life isn't worth living without Him to lead and guide and fill it.