I wish I could turn the filter off! I’m so concerned that my own perception of myself will be tarnished, not to mention those who just might stumble across this out pouring of thoughts, and again, judge me by my struggle. I know I am a man with a blemished and tattered life. So, it shouldn’t matter to me or anyone who dared to read me. (Who cares Ja’Marc!!! Just write! Ugh! Talking to myself never comes out right.)
As much as I love the Internet and how it connects me to you, temptation lurks when ever i log on. I sometimes feel like temptation is stalking me. I know… The problem is in my DNA.
Apart from complete surrender to Jesus The Christ, my Savior, I am a wicked sinner. I shouldn’t give temptation place or better yet a name. “Temptation”…..huh? That’s kinda funny, as if Temptation was the one armed man, in a trench coat, aviator shades and 40’s brimmed hat? Not cool sucka! Back off! I won’t let you steal from me! My intimacy and appreciation for my wife is worth the wrestling and word play. I can’t give up. I won’t give up! You can’t give up… You won’t give up!!!
So easily I stand up
So easily I fall down
I won’t give up