Sorry I haven't written home in a while. I wandered into a dark place. I felt like I had started to let go and wonder off the path. Instead of letting you lead my life, I clung to my addiction to pornography. I turned to it in time of need looking for fulfillment, gratification, relief. Oh how I was wrong.
Growing up my mom once had a poem hanging from the kitchen fridge. I can't remember the words but it was about a man who walked down the same road, always falling into the same hole, and having to climb out again. I thought it was silly and a little stupid. Why would this guy keep falling into the same hole? Was he blind? Was he stupid? Turns out, that poem was really about me. Over the years I have walked down the same road of sin, falling into the same trap of pornography. I've repeated this pattern over and over again.
Father, I want to thank you for the wonderful bishop I have. Being in a new ward is socially challenging and it has been nice to have a bishop I can open up to. I don't think I've ever been so upfront and open with any bishop before. This blessing has helped enable me to climb back out of that hole again, only this time, I hope I have the strength and wisdom to walk down a different road. The correct road. The road to redemption.
Father, as I begin this journey again, will you help me to recognize and accept your divine help? Will you walk beside me, and carry me when I am to weak to walk?
Father, I love Thee and Thy Son Jesus Christ. Help me to again walk in Thy ways.
Sincerely,
Job
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| Picture I took recently of a historic church in Allyn, WA |
