Porn: Dying to Quit
When moments of clarity arrive, do you take advantage of them or let them slip away, returning again to the fog of addiction?
When moments of clarity arrive, do you take advantage of them or let them slip away, returning again to the fog of addiction?
Yesterday I skipped and recited sidewalk crack superstition; tomorrow I will be dust.
Is your view of sex unrealistic? In reality, it may be rather mundane, awkward, and…boring.
We are starved for the holy. I saw a nun walking down the sidewalk the other day…
I don’t celebrate his death; I’m more brokenhearted by how he lived his life.
It takes us to a place where pain and rejection don’t exist, but neither does beauty or intimacy.Â
Like it or not, your seemingly innocent porn problem is fueling global human sex trafficking…
I think that when we encounter something as enormous as grace or as powerful as redemption, the only possible response is to weep.Â
Every relationship is essentially an experiment in how real, raw and honest you can be in front of this other person.
I’ve come to realize my life is a collection of me feeling woozy in various locations…









