Noun:
The fact or practice of restraining oneself from indulging in
something.
When
this word is spoken or the subject is brought to one's attention, the first
thing that enters our thought is "SEX." Google the word "Abstinence" to read what too
many have thought of it to be when in reality it's so much more than simply
that.
How
many times have you set your "Self" aside from doing what in reality
you'd like to do?
- You let go
of the cake and chips or pizza and buffalo wings because you know that it
won't help in losing the pesky pounds that you've gained.
- You decide to make this the last drink, because you now recognize that 1 beer a day became 2 and 3 and more. Or did it transform into hard liquor on a nightly basis? Which may include drugs.
- You no longer want to hang with
the same people, because they've taken away the good you had and added
worse ... this may include family.
- I am one that used to have
trouble holding her tongue from speaking out and I believe I’ve grasped
it, but my facial expressions never fail to expose. My continual prayer
is...
He hadn’t felt this much or even this kind of
desire for a woman. She never experienced such an impulse to want more than
just his flavor. Realizing their risen desires, something or someone nudged
from within causing them to gradually pull away.
Savoring his tingling lips that maintained the freshness of her
taste, seeing her emerald colored eyes flutter open. Forcing his body to
function appropriately he swayed her delicately to the side. She
breathlessly responded in silence allowing him to open the door. She sat
and fastened her seatbelt. Watching him through the door mirror she
noticed his stiff walk and then saw as he opened his door. He took a hard
hold to the steering wheel, looking over to Jocelyn he smiled letting her
feel his transmitting delight.
How easy or difficult is
it for you to pull away from a situation? Your mind and body battles with your
inner being and common sense.
· I’ve done it before, why
not do it again?
Where were you before you began this journey
or what do you have now that you didn’t have before?
Age has no say.
Twelve
and thirteen-year old's experience the same ideals as a nineteen and twenty
while the twenty-one-year-old has probably experienced the same as a forty and
fifty-year-old.
Are their minds capable of understanding all they’ve taken in.
Per Psychologist, no.
A child is supposed to
think and act their age, while a teen is trying to obtain the rights to work
and go to college. A forty or fifty-year-old is supposed to be looking forward
to positive advancements in their life, not act or dress like a teen.
Approaching the
front desk after the morning prayer, she crossed out the first name that had been taken back to
see the doctor. While Jocelyn stepped into medical records, the second patient
arrived and was signed in by Daren. Strolling towards the front desk a stench
of body odor caught her nostrils forcing Jocelyn to hold her breath. She then
whispered, “Daren what or who is that smell?”
“The young lady waiting
to be taken back.”
Glancing over the
counter in an imperceptive manner she framed her sight. The crude looking
creature, slouched on the chair appeared wasted on drugs or alcohol. Their
vulgar scent had a mix of urine and possibly feces, the reddish hair seemed
unwashed and untamed and her dirty blouse and shorts exposed drug induced
contusions. After scheduling the first patient's next appointment she
announced, “Lacey G. Anderson.”
Rising from the
chair, the girl wobbled toward the counter. Jocelyn’s eyes couldn’t help but
stare at a pale-faced and dark-eyed Lacey. Awe transfused her pores as the
tired and run-down presence possessed her sight. With groggy and unsettling
posture, Lacey glanced and then gawked as recognition transformed her dull eyes
into raging blue eyes. “What in the ‘ell are you doin’ ere?” A gulp of silence
was the only response. No desire to rip or attack the person that stood in
front as peace took over the memories of their past relationship; overwhelming
heartache was now in attendance.
Jocelyn finally
answered, “I’m working here during the summer.”
“Great! Now I ha’
to deal wit you ere too.”
Jocelyn led the
way while Lacey stumbled behind, profanity spewing along with spit and the
grotesque smell. Finally, interrupting Jocelyn asked that she sit and wait for
Dr. Morales.
Quietly returning
to the front desk she sat and gazed at the floor. Daren taking her by surprise
asked if she was okay. “Distracted,” was her only response.
Fear struck as
anger started to build. Her mind now focused on wanting to know if Lacey still
had connections with Brad. “If she does, will she tell him where I am? There
are restrictions in New York, but here?” She sat up, licked her lip and
shrugged her shoulders gearing up for whatever. The morning smile was gone,
transforming into a devious plan.
What Would You Do?
No matter where you go
you have to deal with people. People are the upmost mysterious creatures God
has created. And, though we were created in His image and likeness, most of us
have no clue on what God looks like.
Most of us work in a
Customer Service setting, meaning we deal with various characters throughout
our day. Company owners have to fix whatever situation an employee got them
into. Accountants have to deal with uneven numbers.
· You woke up this morning
with such happiness and breakfast was delicious. As soon as you step into the
store you have no choice, but to deal with the unsatisfied customer that insults
and curses you out, though you have no idea what is happening.
· You enter the company
office with that winning smile and employees congratulating you for another corporate
accomplishment. It all pauses when the secretary gives you a file of criminal
records belonging to a present employee that falsified her identity in order to
enter the company.
· You had looked at the
numbers, calculated all information and finally retrieved the missing figures. As
you bend over to pick up the pencil that fell to the floor your finger or elbow
taps something that erases all you’ve worked on.
I’m not going to sit
here and pretend that I settle everything with a smile, because sometimes my smile
full of frustration.
I’m also not going to say, “I always give it to God. He’s
my hero!” because I sometimes forget that He is Jehovah Jireh, My Provider.
It’s not lack of Faith.
It’s
the fact that I haven’t reached that next level yet. And, neither have you.
Until then...
Make it your goal to abstain
from negative thoughts. The ones that have always taken you in the wrong direction.
Make it your objective
to abstain restrain from feeding flesh on what it wants, whether it be food, a
drink or drug and/or sex.
Make it your purpose to
abstain from not associating with that one friend that seem to motivate and inspire
you, adding positive influence into your life.
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