I have turned a corner and I don't know that I have the strength to go back... and it scares me!
Why did I ever bring that DAMNED idol into my house? One day in the market... one moment of weakness... when the price was just right... and now my family is enslaved with stronger shackles than ever! Oh what a terrible sorcerous invention with it's dazzling images ever shifting before our eyes drawing us in with its fantasies of every kind. Who can resist dipping in to the sludgewater it offers when ever it flows from the crystal eye taking on the form most agreeable and ever available? The dream weaver, the scrying pool, the bearer of ill news, the "graven" image updated and ever shifting before us, beckoning, hungering, feeding.
I hate it!
And yet, I love it!
Too often I cannot turn from it and my family is mesmerized by it constantly! What could we accomplish in our lives and in the lives of others were we free of its spell, released from its shackles? And yet how relaxing to just slip into the silky, smooth, seduction it offers, gazing upon its countless worlds of possibility and myriad stories of a better life... or perhaps a not-so-better life, but one that is fascinating in its provocative plot twists and exotic settings that glisten and gleam in a million colors and shapes so pleasing to the eye.
And what thoughts it plants in my mind as I gaze upon it daily, what concepts contrary to the sacred text! Oh, God help me! When I'm not fighting my sin nature directly, I'm feeding it!
And worst yet, I don't know how to reclaim my family. Even my wife has become seduced into the arms of another "lover." How it hurts to be neglected in favor of a fantasy.
Oh WHY did I bring that DAMNED thing home? God forgive me. The one we had was bad enough... but NO, I had to upgrade the temptation, give it more power and prominence. Now, I deserve what I get. God have mercy!
How do I turn back now? How do I reclaim what I've lost... and do I really want to?
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