In the end, it was not the dangers and sinful self-destruction
that brought about the change,
nor was it a visionary moment of super-powered reversal.
It was forgiveness.
Forgiveness preached, forgiveness confessed,
forgiveness sung, and forgiveness bestowed
over all my tears and failed attempts
[which] propelled me one day to wake
with my self-destructive habit far enough behind me
that it hasn't entrapped me again.
But I make no mistake: my sin is not gone,
nor will it be this side of the Last Day.
Nor do I believe for a moment that I came closer to God
by segregating myself from one addictive corner of this world.
It was because God had already come close to me,
just as I am,
that He was able to bring His success
in doing the one thing we in the world need most --
we need to be killed.
He killed me,
and He raised me in the person of His Son.
Right now. Already. By faith alone.
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