Through His Eyes

Don't become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You'll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.Rom.12:2 (MSG) Then you can see things through His eyes.

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I have the best job in the world. I am the Pastor and Church planter of Life Connection Church. I am married to Lisa for 27 years and have two adult children, Brooke 23, Nick 21 that have been and still are an incredible blessing to my life. Brooke is a graduate of UTA and is in the corporate world and Nick is a business major at Texas Christian University.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Has porn become the number one God blocker?

The Bible teaches us that when we choose to sin, or do things God does not want us to do (or not do things He wants us to do) we are turning our backs on God. Continual sin hardens our hearts so we can not hear God, feel God's presence, and we feel uncomfortable when we do see Him or think about Him.

I believe that porn has fastly become the number one God blocker in the lives of Christians. It is a fantasy world that makes a person feel good, and it can be done in secret so you can be looking good on the outside and dyeing on the inside...

Check out this article by Shaun Groves...

Addicted to Porn
I didn't want to keep looking. But I did.

The remains of the campfire were cold. And the labels on the bottles of Bud were bleached white by days in the sun. Whoever had camped out in the woods near my house was long gone. My friend and I picked through the debris they'd left behind. An abandoned hip-hop CD. A few empty baggies and bottles. And a magazine.

The cover was weathered and unrecognizable. I poked it open with a stick, scared of what critters might be calling it home now. Its dewy, wet pages flopped open. I saw a woman. And I saw her naked breasts.

Since I was only 7, I ran. I mean, girls had cooties. They were gross. They were things we chased at recess, but didn't know what to do if we ever caught one. But I still remember that image. I was excited by it, but scared of it at the same time. I didn't understand it and I knew I shouldn't be seeing it.

And I knew I wanted more. See the rest of the story here....

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