YosefHayim
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- Dec 22, 2012
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I've been battling a sin.
I confess that several times I broke a promise in God's Holy name. I said in my frustration "it will not happen in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost" only to find myself drenched in filth again.
I try to pin the hardest scriptures to myself "woe to them that call bad good," "if your darkness is light, how great is that darkness" "If we keep sinning, we neither seen him, nor known him," "Sin is crouching at the door," "he sought repentance with tears," etc., etc.,
But the most abominable of lusts fills my mind to the fear my mind is reprobate and seared.
I wanna be the son who said he wouldn't but did his father's will, rather than the one who said he would and did not.
I wanna jam toothpicks in the toenails of Satan, and curbstop his abomination of a head with my feet shod. I hate violence, and I would never war, but Satan I would torment with no end, and his demons also, and sin.
Either the Father must trash this defiled vessel, or let it be the brightest light. I wish now to neither talk, not move, nor sleep nor eat; until my body wastes away and dies, or wait for God to slap me in the face and pick me up.
If my heart is stone harder than Pharaoh's heart, then surely God can soften it. As scripture says "he can raise up the children of Abraham from these stones" and also "the stones will cry out".
I remember a dream I had a few years ago. I was in jail with a list of sins and crimes I committed. Suddenly I was free as I watched others walking into the jail, and I shouted "praise Yeshua". Now I feel like I've taken a walk with them and rewritten my list.
I'm a POS servant if I am one.
I confess that several times I broke a promise in God's Holy name. I said in my frustration "it will not happen in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost" only to find myself drenched in filth again.
I try to pin the hardest scriptures to myself "woe to them that call bad good," "if your darkness is light, how great is that darkness" "If we keep sinning, we neither seen him, nor known him," "Sin is crouching at the door," "he sought repentance with tears," etc., etc.,
But the most abominable of lusts fills my mind to the fear my mind is reprobate and seared.
I wanna be the son who said he wouldn't but did his father's will, rather than the one who said he would and did not.
I wanna jam toothpicks in the toenails of Satan, and curbstop his abomination of a head with my feet shod. I hate violence, and I would never war, but Satan I would torment with no end, and his demons also, and sin.
Either the Father must trash this defiled vessel, or let it be the brightest light. I wish now to neither talk, not move, nor sleep nor eat; until my body wastes away and dies, or wait for God to slap me in the face and pick me up.
If my heart is stone harder than Pharaoh's heart, then surely God can soften it. As scripture says "he can raise up the children of Abraham from these stones" and also "the stones will cry out".
I remember a dream I had a few years ago. I was in jail with a list of sins and crimes I committed. Suddenly I was free as I watched others walking into the jail, and I shouted "praise Yeshua". Now I feel like I've taken a walk with them and rewritten my list.
I'm a POS servant if I am one.