I would like to apologize in advance for the vagueness of this issue, but it's a very uncomfortable subject for me. We all have our inner demons. Some are simple vices, some have an intricate history. Recently, I thought I had been rid of at least one of my own.
Tonight, I generously proved myself wrong.
The man who lives in full knowledge of the law is more accountable to it than he who lives in ignorance. I cannot claim unconscious activity. The full weight of my actions hit me only after it was too late. I might have escaped any number of times, but it only vaguely registered on my radar. I thought I was above this, beyond this; only to realize at the end, "My God, what am I doing?" I am completely ashamed at myself, and haunted by the lurking possibility of a continuation of this behavior. Every time has been the proverbial "Last time." Yeah, right.
The matter is between me and God. He lets no man be tempted more than he can bare, but I wish he would take this burden off me entirely. If I could reverse time or selectively wipe my memory, I would do either in a second, which only stresses my reclusive desire to cover it up and move on. No. This is not the person I want to be. This is not the person I should be. Not for me or anyone else I choose to share my life with. Including God.
I have since written myself a note, and placed it in a readily readable location. It consists of only two words: "Never again." For the next several months, if not longer, I shall see it every single day, as both a reminder of what I have done and a foothold from which to hoist myself out of this pit. There is no way I can avoid or ignore this memo, not where I've placed it. Every day, for as long as it takes. Naturally, I will also take this up with God. I refuse to succumb to this.
That is what I think. What worries me is that's what I think every time.
Which brings us up to pace with current events.
I would like you people to pray for my success in this area of my life. A long-awaited, lasting triumph.