Evil. It's everywhere. And it wants to eat your brains.
But for real...it's an oozing, infectious disease climbing over the defense walls of your mind to eat away at your conscience and make you hate yourself.
We have to remain ever vigilant and be continuously rebuilding and adding to our armory, always making sure to wear the armor of God and keep it polished. A sword is no good if you let it get dingy.
We should do our best to separate ourselves from things we know are bad. And that's the hard part for me, not knowing what's wrong, but admitting that I know it is. I'm really good at convincing myself things aren't really as bad as I think they are. Oh cake? Well I had a salad at lunch.
It's almost an art really. Training yourself to listen to that little voice instead of quietly smothering it quickly in the back of your head. I heard a preacher say one time that your conscience is a little pointy thing inside of you that pokes you when you do something wrong, but if you ignore it long enough it wears down and doesn't hurt anymore. I think realizing that your little pokey thing has been ground down to a dead little circle is much worse than getting poked because then you're faced with the difficult task of sharpening it again.
And the devil. He's a crafty character. He knows where the walls are crumbling and he can ooze his way in. He knows when you're at your weakest and he can easily overpower you. I don't know what he looks like and I would imagine that I don't want to know, but that picture of him as the mustache-twirling, maniacly laughing guy with horns works well enough.
I try to never forget to pray for forgiveness. I do it at odd times sometimes. Just walking down the sidewalk or brushing my teeth it'll just pop into my head and I repeat it over and over because I know with every breath I should be begging forgiveness and giving thanks that I'm already forgiven.
Praise The Lord.
Beg forgiveness.
Pray for His blessings.
Thank Him.
And repeat.
Good exhortation. Keep writing!
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