As you analyze each word of this post, you will shortly feel a sense of passion.
Have you ever noticed yet that when you try to quit porn, you always seem to be missing one ingredient to make recovery work for you.
I was alone in my bedroom. My three daughters, son-in-laws, and their children were out in the living room with their mother. I wanted to be by myself.
My life had shrunk into a cold existence. For many years, I had watched pornography, so much, that any loving behaviors that I tried to show were usually replaced by hypersensitive feelings and actions.
I loved everyone in the next room, but I still felt an isolation because my emotional state of mind was lustful. Cold feelings from this hurtful emotion snuff out any sense of caring. I was frigid. I was so tired.
I read a proverb the other day that motivated me to write the following poem.
Fire asked water, why
Do you need a container?
So, I feel your heat.
God asked the soul, why
Do you need a robust heart?
So I feel your joy.
–D. R. Criswell
Today, I have been sober for 16 months. Now, I experience deep feelings of gratitude. My heart feels God’s fire.
If someone asked me if pornography was worth it, I would say yes. The passion that I experience today is a magnificent obsession. Porn has no comparison.
P.S. My family loves having me with them every night. My baby grandchildren love making airplanes and coloring with me.