Why indeed? You might be wondering what a cowlick is but as we progress into this post, I am positive you will catch the revelation.
Some of us as we progress through life being blessed by God, choose to set up camp right at or near the enemy’s gates. Before we know it we have moved in with the enemy. We convince ourselves even when we see the utter wickedness of the people, that we can teach them. Or we compromise our standards to gain acceptance from them. When the Lord gives us an instruction to leave that place, person or thing, we sometimes do it with regret in our hearts.
Often times our instructions include ‘don’t go back there!’ Or even more succinct – ‘don’t even look back! Keep looking forward.’ Yet we do. We look back with longing. The ungodly desire calls out to us, inviting us to steal a glance backward, asking ‘can you really walk away from me?’ Sometimes it reminds us of the pleasures we had by a familiar tingling in our flesh. Sometimes we answer the familiar summons of this call only to be filled with regret and condemnation later. Yet we find ourselves repeating this vicious cycle of capitulation, enjoyment, regret, condemnation, resolution, capitulation.
Let’s say for example you have an addiction to sugary stuff. You know an excess of sugar can lead to all kinds of complications in your body, not the least of which is diabetes. When we hear the summons of the flesh, it is the sweet stuff that is calling out to us. You think, ‘O I have my insulin, I can eat another piece’ and you give in.
In the moment, you savor the sweets. You enjoy it and you help yourself to some more.
The crisis begins. You feel dizzy. You are scrambling for the insulin. You pray for it to take effect before you pass out. You feel sorry that you did not have more self control.
You start to berate yourself. You use all the mean names you can muster. FAT, GREEDY, CRAVEN, WEAKLING and the list goes on.
After you have survived this crisis, you come to a decision (again). You resolve NEVER to do this to yourself (again). You recognize (again) that your body just cannot handle this kind of stress. You look ahead (again) even going to great lengths to avoid sweets of any kind. You remain resolute (again).
One day you are not feeling too happy. You find your feet taking you to familiar territory. As you stand in front of the pastry store, you hear a little voice say, ‘it won’t hurt to look.’
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Sylvia M Dallas
Poet, Author, Photographer and Teacher of the Word and CEO and Director of Creator Services at The Publisher's Notebook Limited based in Jamaica. She is married to Rohan Dallas, is a proud grandmother, loves coffee (Jamaican, of course), loves great tasting and healthy food, love to cook and is an unabashed follower of Jesus Christ. Her books AND THE PRISONERS HEARD THEM, THE RIGHT KIND OF INTIMACY and THE BED DEFILED are available on Amazon.