Ever wondered how men keep elephants penned behind a wall of slim trunks, set in the earth?
Ever wondered why horsepower means so much to speedsters, but a horse will remained tied to a plastic chair? I’ve seen one. I’ll have the picture for you in a jiffy (I hope).
When the elephants were yet calves:
the horses, yet foals,
the trees, yet saplings,
they were penned, tied, constrained.
They pushed, and they rammed, and they strained,
till they submitted to their experience.
Thus, now, in the mind of matriarch mama-dumbo;
and regal steed, sits enthroned, a lie:
Set in stone.
We tried. We failed. It can’t be moved.
Today, as the horse tied to a plastic chair,
do the unclean lead a thoroughbred champion of Zion
–dance, do dance, to the beat of lustful thoughts
played from without.
“Remember, " they say, “you never could hold out against the onslaught of temptation weighing upon your soul. Why don’t you give in? You’ll have ample opportunity to grow strong (enough to overcome) later.
“And besides, God will forgive you. "
But you’re STRONG NOW!
Not only can you refuse temptation 1C10.13,
but you can scourge the tempters.
So, scourge them: have them return to base, with wails and scars.
“NO MORE!”
#listen
You need not think of living a holy life.
Rather, commit to live holy in this moment.
Peace.