We let it run our lives and are/were oblivious.
I used to leave my family sitting in a restaurant to go outside while the check was being prepared so I could have a cigarette.
I used to go outside during my daughters plays to have a cigarette.
I used to go outside immediately after leading the worship team for 45 minutes to have a cigarette and not come back in (because I smelled like smoke) until it was time to close the service.
Every precious moment and important memory that might have been but was missed to go have that smoke ARE GONE FOREVER.
My family will not watch me sputter and choke while begging for a cigarette when I leave the planet. How about yours?