To be honest to everyone, I do not do this for strictly religious reasons..
Sorry (in advance) for the length of this post...
When I was 19, I came home to fine my mother on the floor of our family room. She was having violent convulsions and was unresponsive.
I called for a ambulance, and they rushed her to the hospital. Once there, they had to apply restraints to keep her from flailing. I was worried sick..
After several hours of waiting and worrying, the doctor came out to tell us that my mother was stricken by a bad case of the DT's. This was how I found out my mother was an alcoholic. She was great a hiding it. Her preference was gin, which is hard to smell on ones breath.
After a wile I was allowed to visit her bedside, only to watch her hallucinate for several hours. Of all my memories, visiting her bedside would be the one I would like to erase the most.
My father's reaction was odd for me to take. He was, in his own way, supportive, but I could tell that this whole mess hurt him deeply. Since my Dad was never the "I love you" type of guy, I spent the next several months not knowing what to do or say.
They put my mother into rehab for 90 days. She came out clean and sober and she has not had a drink since. It has been 34 years sober for her.
So now I look inward. Alcoholism tends to run in families. My being a winemaker and having over 1,000 corked bottles of wine in the house might seem dangerous. So I impose rules on myself..
My first rule is "never on a school night", meaning that if I have work tomorrow, I do not drink. I adhere to this about 99.9% of the time, but there are a very few rare times when I might have a glass. This is usually when I have a thirsty visitor.
My second rule is to stay away from the hard stuff and simply stick to wine and beer. Sure, I know that wine will get someone just as drunk as, say, brandy, but a glass of wine can last a while, while a shot of hard stuff is over in seconds (or at least that is my thinking).
The third is to give up all alcohol for lent. Yes, I do believe in God, but this is really a "kill two birds with one stone" type of thing. It is also about seeing just how hard it is to give alcohol up for an extended period of time. I honestly fear having to go through what my mom went through. If I find that giving it up for lent is difficult, then I will have an early warning of a potential problem.
Sorry to get so deeply personal, but I figured that I should share with you kind folks. Each year I am surprised that giving it up is not so hard, and knowing this alieviates any worries of me becoming like Mom. With no worries, I can relax, sit back, and enjoy a glass.