Hey guys, I need prayer…even though I don’t wanna ask for it.
God’s like “you need to give this up.” And I’m like, what? No!—this is mine, I made this—it’s a part of me. I love my worlds any characters.
It’s not that I don’t love Him, I’m afraid and don’t trust what I can’t control. Healing? That hurts. What’s gonna be left of me…once I’m healed?
It also hurts when you’re a creative person and can’t seem to make anything but masterbation material. 🙄
I’ve been wrestling Him hard too, been running around trying to avoid this particular sin of masterbating to smut by sinning in other ways—cause that makes sense. 😫
Anyways I’m gonna go to church today immensely hungover with a whole ass box of fucking tissues. 😭
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
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