Dear
Pornography;
I
loved you. You were one of the few constant things in my life – through middle
school, through high school, through most of college – you were there. You were
there when I hated my dad. You were there when I was surrounded by friends and
having what I thought was the time of my life. You were there when I had no one
else. You were there when I went to church. You were there when I was at my job.
You were there when I was in
relationships. You were there when I was single. You were new and exciting, and
you gained exactly as much power as I gave you – and you used it to manipulate
me and change me and distort my thinking. You corrupted my relationships. You
started to make me feel dirty. You made me not want to go to any sort of
worship service because I felt unworthy. You distorted my perception of grace,
making me believe that I needed to cut you off before I could experience grace –
and because you told me I could never get rid of you, I believed I would never
experience grace. You were a very real demon to me. You were a cancer that
controlled my thoughts and actions.
No
matter how hard you tried, and you tried your hardest, you were never going to
win. I know who you really are now – I know that you draw people in and then
slowly desensitize them to the poison that you feed them. You’re so convincing
in the beginning but you will never win. The day Jesus died on the cross, you
lost. When my savior Jesus died on that cross, He nailed you to it. When He
went down to hell, He took you with Him. Jesus rose from the grave. You didn’t.
I’m telling you, here and now, that you have no power over me, and you never
will. I belong body, mind, and soul to my King Jesus Christ and in Him I have
the victory.
I
am not simply okay with being healed of my addiction to you. In Jesus’ name, I
am going to fight for the freedom of every single person who is still in
bondage to you. Together with my brothers and sisters in Christ we will stand
against you and you will fall to the name of Jesus.
Romans
14:8 says, “If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die for the
Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord.” I live and die for
one, and His name is Jesus.
I would encourage anyone who reads this to write a letter - to yourself, God, an addiction, a struggle, family, friends, significant others, future significant others, etc. I've found that this not only helps you to process things and brings about a certain kind of healing, but that it also allows for thoughts to flow more smoothly if you ever want to share your struggle with someone close to you.
As always, if you need prayer or would like to be able to share your own letter, send us an email at lettersofhope7@gmail.com
His,
LoH
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