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Her eyes – they are like jewels, carved from precious stone.
Her scent- like a field of flowers on a hill that stands alone.
Her grace is of the butterflies, her heart as pure as sky.
It’s in thinking of her beauty that in my mind I scream out “Why!”
For I’ve touched that field before, with my hands and mind alike.
And what lies below her garments is familiar to my sight.
I’ve taken from her innocence without ever using touch.
With my mind I’ve stolen her purity thinking on these things so much.
My Father God He knew this, it was never in his plan.
He wished no sin or defilement to enter the heart of man.
And of this He didst tell me, and I would wonder why
Yet without restraint I’d dance with lust, though in my heart I’d die.
For years I’d drank impurity, I’d eat sin like it’s a meal.
And forever from my future wife’s treasure I would steal.
To me it became like water, with little binding power
To unite those two pure people at their appointed hour.
But now like chaff I’ve treated, her,
Though a treasure she should be.
I’ve treated her with cheapness,
Cheap as though she’s free.
Now I see His signposts, and the path they warn about.
I’ve seen the road, I’ve seen the end and I’ve wandered all about.
Stepping on her flowers, snatching butterflies,
Muttering my defilements into a once pure sky.
Now I see His warnings,
Now I hear His call.
He wants to save my purity.
But I have spent it all…
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If I can give you brother, some treasure of advice,
It’d be to keep your mind off of those hills; to make it your sacrifice.
You’ll have stole it from your future love, full joy will be no more,
And as pure as she may be, to you she’d be a whore.
Listen man, hear me close, hear my desperate cry.
Keep that woman pure for you – keep her pure with your right eye.
And with your hand don’t steal from her this treasure that is great.
Don’t break that bonding terrace, don’t treat it like a gate.
And with your mind don’t fasten her and many others too,
To the deepest part within you- don’t use up your bonding glue.
For two should fuse as one through God’s gift to procreation.
It will bring you two together, it will bring you two elation.
So don’t pass it out, don’t bond to dust, and to dirt and to debris.
For when you’ll want to bond to her, you’ll then say “now I see”
“There is no bond left between the two of us, there’s nothing special here to bind.
I could hold her so sacredly, if I could only turn back time…”
And bro, fall will many others, but don’t let that be your stumbling stone.
Don’t stoop to their standard, chose to walk alone.
Hear my cry and do this, so I won’t have wept in vain.
Cling to God’s call to purity, claim it in His name.
Lest you let the world steal this gold, and you’ll end up just like me.
Looking back, and fighting tears, and thinking “…now I see…”
.
Why did it have to come to this Lord.
Why didn’t I just have that faith.
I had that feeling in my gut,
But I still thought of her face.
Tell them Lord, please reach them.
Let them hear my cry.
Call them toward purity,
In mind and heart and eye.

I feel like this goal takes care of itself when I lose myself in God’s purpose for my life, rather than focusing on not slipping up.
Compare this to running down a path towards a productive goal, rather than staring at your shoes.

I wrote a poem about what really happens when we lust, fall, look at porn, mess around with girls/guys, etc. Today is National Porn Sunday [www.xxxchurch.com] and 2 years since I made this goal. Anyways, I wrote this for my younger brother, its called “Now I see”.

Her eyes – they are like jewels, carved from precious stone.
Her scent- like a field of flowers on a hill that stands alone.
Her grace is of the butterflies, her heart as pure as sky.
It’s in thinking of her beauty that in my mind I scream out “Why!”

For I’ve touched that field before, with my hands and mind alike.
And what lies below her garments is familiar to my sight.
I’ve taken from her innocence without ever using touch.
In my mind I’ve stole her purity thinking on these things so much.

My Father God He knew this, it was never in his plan.
He wished no sin or defilement to enter the heart of man.
And of this He didst tell me, and I would wonder why
Yet without restraint I’d think with lust, I’d take my slice of pie.

For years I’d drank impurity, I’d eat sin like it’s a meal.
And forever from my future wife’s treasure I would steal.
To me it became like water, with little binding power
To unite those two pure people at their appointed hour.

But now like chaff I’ve treated, her,
Though a treasure she should be.
I’ve treated her with cheapness,
Cheap as though she’s free.

Now I see His signposts, and the path they warn about.
I’ve seen the road, I’ve seen the end and I’ve wandered all about.
Stepping on her flowers, snatching butterflies,
Muttering my defilements into a once pure sky.

Now I see His warnings,
Now I hear His call.
He wants to save my purity.
But I have spent it all.

When I first typed the two words into the “What do you want to do with your life box”, I did it half-whimsically knowing that my identity wouldn’t come close to being revealed- it being my first and only goal.
Since then I’ve added goals to my list, but more importantly people have joined this goal as well. I was extremely encouraged to see it go from a few to seven to 20 to 30 and 40. Then, some time while I was away for a couple months, it crept past the one-hundred mark and has been growing steadily ever since.
It’s important to recognize that we are a small minority of people amongst a world that endeavours to be filled by things that will never satisfy; pornography is a billion dollar industry; lust and coveting is everywhere we look; desire and sex and perversion has infiltrated the minds and motives of our society.
I’m encouraged by all of you, and we’re encouraged by each other. God Bless you all in your stiving for purity, be confident that you will be guided into greater things when you turn to Him. Each temptation is an oppourtunity to become a little bit of a stronger, wiser, greater person- the only type that can leave a lasting effect on a lost world.
Rock on Guys †

It IS awesome to see so many people on here!
I was just reflecting, and I realized that the number one lie that causes me to fall is that “The temptation will only subside if you fall”. LiE!
Actually, as soon as Satan reckognizes that we’re being made stronger by resisting, he flees (James 4:7).
Also- totally agree DURACELL, find a purpose, a calling, a passion; wanting something truely great will drive you higher. Get off the CPU and work towards something great.

This is pathetic. Listen to what we are saying. We’re talking about it like it’s winning an Olympic Gold medal or something. You play with yourself, feel good for a bit, then feel guilty. Really, it ain’t all that great. I would rather have a nice steak, lift weights, watch UFC or encourage a friend than be alone in the dark doing shameful things -which are actually overrated. Yeah, we all fall from time to time; we forget, but come on guys, stop talking about it like it’s finishing a marathon or winning an Oscar.

“Even if you’re on the right track, you’ll get run over if you just sit there” -Will Rogers
Twice more today.
Well, I chose it.
There is a inverse correlation between the time I spend with God and the amount that I fall. I need to infiltrate my mind with pure, great things.

Another week, another fall.
Same time, same place.
I have been avoiding my time with God, it is usually only a matter of time before my thinking changes, I become weakened, my eyes start to wander, I think thoughts… I fall.
If you can’t help yourself, who can you help?
It’s go time!
Good luck over the holidays guys…

Well, I said I would report every time I fell on here… but this time I came on to say God is leading this part of my life right now. I don’t know how long it’s been (weeks), but the tips i left the last time I fell really really help; Don’t let Satan get a foothold. It starts with a small thought. “It’s easier to say no to the temptation the first time than to try to satisfy all the ones that come after.” So I have been shutting out any little thought.
It isn’t always that easy. And I’m not going to pretend that i am stronger than any one of you (“Those who control their passions do so because their passions are weak enough to be controlled.” William Blake).
But that being said, let’s not give this thing a second thought. Do you want it, or don’t you? If not then run away from the thoughts and desires, God will be there waiting. †

In a response to Ziggle’s comment below, I stated how helpful it would be to keeping us accountable if every time we fell we posted it on here. So as I was thinking “wow, someone should start that”, I realized if I really want to see it, and really believe in that, then I ought to do it. That being said:

TIME: 1:34 p.m.

PLACE: my room

THOUGHT: I just let my mind give way to a small thought I had pushed away earlier, but it came back and I dwelt on it. It took a couple of minutes to grow and give birth to sin, when I fell. I felt so defeated.

TIP: I am going to be more aware of the lie:”just a little more”

SIN will take you FURTHER than you want to GO Keep you LONGER than you want to STAY and COST you more than you want to PAY.

There can be no happiness if the things we believe are different than the things we do- unknown