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Sunday, March 02, 2008

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#-Of the perfect timing of God.

A couple of days ago, I read a friend's note on Facebook. Now, I don't usually read notes on Facebook, but so happened I felt bored that day. He was talking about struggling with sin and how he was going to confess it to one of his friends. I felt that I should share my own story with him, so I sent him my update email, the same one I sent to loved ones before the start of the year. He then replied to say that he suffered from exactly the same sin, and that it was amazing how I came in at the perfect time to support him and show him that he's not alone on this. I had shared my story with him. He went on to confess his sin to his friend, and hopefully, will overcome it soon. I was at such a loss for words, amazed at how God can use even my sin and my actions to encourage and support people.

On the same topic, yesterday was a close call, and I nearly fell back into sin again, ironically, so soon after I was amazed with God's way of working regarding my friend. Feeling strong urges, and being home alone, I was so close to falling back into porn and masturbation, but thank God, so happened at that time Debra's screensaver popped up on the screen, after only 2 minutes of inactivity. And there I was, stunned and stopped in my tracks, finally snapping out of it after thinking about how I have to be accountable to her, remembering how much I love her and me going back to sin will not only hurt myself but the loved ones around me as well. I have a whole host of people to be accountable to, after that email, and a whole network of prayer support for me, I can't dissapoint them, and I can't keep crucifying Jesus over and over again. Currently safe from the temptation of lust, I know full well it won't be long before it comes to haunt me again, and each time, each day, each hour a fierce battle, one that I cannot afford to lose. I pray fervently, repeating mermorised lines over and over again, mouthing them no matter where I am, binding the evil spirits associated, each time an impure thought creeps into my head. I know I will overcome this eventually, but for now, it's a constant battle, and I continue to need your prayers.

The words that saved me:

"Hi love! Bobo was here! <3 :)"

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