- Sep 30, 2015
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Thanks for your feedback. Now in your example of a " dirty old man" you are looking at situations of end result of that ingrained behavior. What I'm asking about the exact behavior that's the root of the issue. Should you constantly go out of your way as a believer to change that behavior "dirty old man" and not be that man knowing it could lead to sin. Or do you accept that you are so then in turn try to limit the times it gets the best of you. Knowing full well it will at some point. Sin is sin. Lusting after another beautiful lady is equal as a sin as actually going through with sleeping with her.
I'm using you as example because you gave feedback btw.
No worries. I don't mind/take offense using myself as an example. Plus, I figure everybody knows what I am by this point. I think accepting and limiting those times are key. There is no point in lying to myself and pretending I am something I am not. Not only is it hypocritical, it would probably lead to me doing MORE stupid things because, "hey that's not me." But by acknowledging those flaws, I can also do things to avoid them. So it isn't necessarily a "I will give in at some point, because I can't help it."
I'll tell a story and I'll let you all be the judge on it. Let me say up front, I have never physically cheated on my wife. After 30+ yrs of marriage, I have had my fair share of marital dry spells and outside temptations. During one of those dry spells, a new girl started at work. She was fun and bubbly, overly friendly, and had a rocking little body. I mean rocking...stop traffic, head turning rocking. Fun and bubbly soon turned to flirting which led to full on inappropriate comments/conversation. Mostly by me, but they were encouraged. Bad behavior that gets rewarded gets repeated. To this day, I don't know how or why things didn't go further than they did. It wasn't from my will power. That's for sure. After a couple of years, she got a job someplace else. Her last two weeks was spent mostly in my company. My will power was bottomed out. Her last day came, and I had mentally made up my mind to let whatever happened, happen. Probably because she was headed some place else and I would never see her again. Like that somehow made things better. She was bombarded by well wishers, but she had hung with me most of the morning and was leaving work early that day. When it came time for her to leave, the decision was jointly made that I would walk her out to her car. The parking lot was mostly hidden from prying work eyes. Just as we hit the door to leave, the MOST talkative guy in the building shows up and is leaving early too. He immediately latches onto us and starts in with his 92 stories about this, that, and the other thing. Full on hard core cock block. The girl and I immediately exchange glances and have a little "don't let him ruin this" moment. We walk out to her car and this guy continues on...and on...and on. Meanwhile, she and I are exchanging our little looks. When it becomes blatantly evident that he isn't going to leave, we finally give each other an "oh well, it wasn't meant to be" look and say our goodbyes.
So...did I "win" because I was trying to be a better person? Nope. Did God put our talkative coworker into our way to keep us on the right path? Probably.