Today I was going through my books and came across one of my most beloved. Beth Moore's, 'When Godly People Do Ungodly Things—Arming Yourself in the Age Of Seduction.
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My name is Had. You may know me, but you may not know my new name. You may have no idea what I've been through because I do my best to look the same. I am scared to death of you. I used to be just like you. I once held my head up high without propping it on my hymnal.
I was well respected back then, and I even respected myself. I was wholeheartedly devoted to God, and if the truth be known, somewhere deep inside I was sometimes the slightest bit proud of my devotion. Then I'd repent ... because I knew that was wrong. I didn't want to be wrong. Not ever.
People looked up to me. And life looked good from up here. I felt good about who I was. That was before I was Had. Strangely, I no longer remember my old name. I wish I could go back. I wish I'd just wake up. But I fear I'm wide awake. I have had a nightmare. And the nightmare was me. Had.
If I could really talk to you and you could really listen, I'd tell you I have no idea how all this happened. Honestly, I was just like you. I didn't plan to be Had. I didn't want to be Had. One day I hadn't, then the next day I had.
I love Beth's stories and her story telling. I'll post more tomorrow.