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Wednesday, November 19, 2003

I just got this letter. It's one of those letters that sums up why I wrote the book. It's so amazing to think that God could use the work of a sinner like me to reach out and help a guy that I'll probably never get to meet on earth. Praise God! He's in the business of rescuing people enslaved to their sin. If your life is anything like this man's I hope you'll be challenged to take the courageous steps of obedience that he describes...

"I heard Josh Harris on the radio. The next day, I immediately ordered the book. I was excited to hear that other people (especially men) struggle with lust and feel guilt and shame about it. For some reason, I felt I might be the only one conflicted.

Then I read the book. I was shocked to see how much of it applied to me. I suppose I thought that what I did "behind closed curtains in dark rooms" just didn't really apply to my life. I've struggled with many of the issues in the book and always failed miserably when I tried to stop. But Mr. Harris' open communication and honesty brought home to me all the points I knew deep down but denied.

At this mid-stage of life, I'm 39 years old, I've been having what could be called a "spiritual crisis". I've been searching, examining my life and finding myself in deep distress with the way I live my life and realizing I'm not only "not on the path", I'm no where NEAR the path. I've begun trying to "clean up my act"; clean up my life; do away with my wicked ways. Then this book, Not Even A Hint, found its way into my life. It must have been the grace of God that I happened upon that radio interview.

So, the other night, I rid my house of those things that not just cause me to lust but to give in to sexual immorality. I'd been meaning to do it for a while, but never did. You know, "just because it's here, doesn't mean I have to indulge". Just another lie I told myself. Because of Mr. Harris' inspiration, everything went into the trash; the night before garbage day, so it is GONE. As I was filling the garbage bag, I realized that the extent of evil goes beyond my immorality, guilt and shame; I thought of all that money I'd spent. What a waste.

I know this is a book that I won't read just once. In fact, I'm getting ready to read it again. This is a subject that I so struggle with but lied to myself about struggling with. Everything around just screams "SEX" and as a single man, I find myself getting deeper and deeper. I'm trying to climb out of the pit of sexual immorality; but they are baby steps. I know that there will never come a day when I wake up in the morning and it's gone; there is no "lust-be-gone pill". I have to "guard my heart against lust" and that will be a constant endeavor; but one I willingly and gladly want to do. My chances of "slipping" and "failing" are good for I've got years of "bad habits" to overcome. But I will not accept those failures with a shrug of my shoulders. As I ask Jesus for help in my stuggle against myself, I trust that He will give me the strength and will to walk in His ways."—J.

Awesome! He will give you strength to walk in His ways, my friend. Keep trusting and obeying.

Thursday, November 06, 2003

The Family Life Today broadcasts played the last week of October. They still have them on their website for people to listen to online.

Bob Lepine just passed on a very encouraging piece of news. We did a special "web only" interview about sexual self-indulgance. They didn't want to play it on the radio but they put it online and have gotten a great response.

The web guy at Family Life said, "The number of people who logged on to listen to the web broadcast was amazing on October 27th. On an average week day we usually log about 135,000 - 140,000 visitor minutes. On the 27th we logged 971,721 visitor minutes as a result of all those coming to the web and listening to this broadcast."

The Lord is blessing the ministry of Not Even a Hint. I am so aware of that. I just learned that it's #34 on the Top 100 booklist. Praise God!

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