The New Lonely
We can each name half a dozen songs about being alone in a crowded room, or maybe while sitting next to a lover, but is that really loneliness?
We can each name half a dozen songs about being alone in a crowded room, or maybe while sitting next to a lover, but is that really loneliness?
Jesus doesn’t want you to quit looking at porn.
I found myself resisting the truth he was speaking with the same furor as I resist putting my hand in a flame.
It sounds weird for me to tell you to pray, because to you, it may seem like speaking words into an empty room…
At first glance, it seemed like a typical crucifix painting. There hung Jesus on the cross, bleeding and ashamed.
But then you looked a little lower.
I fear that my conception of God may be too small.
I fear more for those who think theirs is sufficient.
Your body was in my arms but you were not.
Many of you at one point or another will have a friend come to you and confess that once again, they have given in to the demonic machine of pornography, and it helps to have a response ready. Here are some traits I have seen that helped me when I confessed to others. They did not shame me, but they did not let the sin go unacknowledged either.
Because what I have found to be one of the absolute worst effects of porn is that it numbs me to reality. To the good and the bad. It files down the sharpened points of agony when suffering comes into my life, but it also curtails the heights of joy when there is reason to rejoice.
I stood by the Light Rail tracks waiting for my train into downtown Denver, wondering if I still believed inContinue Reading




