Mature audience – O

This is good. As a man, I can say that I was one of those who felt “lacking” in penis size due to all my porn viewing where all the guys are hand picked because of their size. I also felt discouraged because I have always been skinny.

I thank God for creating me exactly the way I am. I am actually proud of my “size” and the fact that I can find intimacy outside the bedroom. Intimacy outside the bedroom makes the intimacy in the bedroom more intense and fun.

Caribguhl - Village Talk

Mature audience – O

We overthink so much that sometimes we miss the essence of people, places and simple things in living. The true adventure of living, loving and exploring our very existence is missed.

Images thrown at us from media tells us what we are suppose to look like and feel. But we have to be mindful of the tricks and ground ourselves in reality. Especially if we hope to have lasting and meaningful relationships.

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Sexuality is sold to us on a platter , one of tricky images which tells us we are suppose to be a certain body size or image in order to be adored, or we have to be a certain age to enjoy affection or sex.

Not so, you can be whatever and whoever, sexuality is what you make of it. I’ve even touched on it in previous posts where I explored the…

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Let’s Talk About Addiction

I completely agree…
“Now, there are two incorrect thoughts people have about addiction that I would like to address in the rest of this post. These are ideas I’ve seen in those trying to help an addict, as well as in addicts themselves.

1. To break an addiction keep us away from whatever we’re addicted to

2. Once an addict always an addict”

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I don’t remember exactly why I started thinking about addiction last week, but over the years I’ve noticed that most people don’t understand it. Even addicts fail to understand it themselves, and spend years addressing the wrong issue.

Be aware as you read this that I don’t like the word “addict”, as I feel it’s a poor way to define somebody with so many other qualities. But I’ll be using it in this post to make it easier to refer to those with an addiction.

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The ‘P’ word

Peter gives us a wonderful post. There are a ton of nuggets in here that God placed on his heart to share! I could not find one that jumped out more than the other to use as an opener. He also gives some great resources at the bottom of his post including Heath Lambert’s book Finally Free!

Feeling God's Pleasure

Last Sunday I spoke at our church on the subject of Pornography.  Pornography has been around for centuries, but it has never been so widespread and prolific as it is today.  Today we have the internet.  That means any child, teen or adult can instantly stream on to their computer, phone or tablet, graphic sexual images and videos, without anyone knowing about it.

How bad is it?  It’s really bad.  And it’s not just the religious moral right who are concerned.  Health professionals and educators concerned, because they see how it’s messing up peoples’ lives.  Doctors and neurosurgeons are concerned because they are seeing what porn is doing the brain.

Porn Facts & Stats

If you think I’m overstating or overplaying this in some way, have a look at some of these statistics.  These are the most recent I could find.  They are all based on credible studies carried out…

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A Sexaholic

When Rick and Sue first started following me and commenting I should have gone to Rick’s page and read from the beginning. Sadly, I did not. Rick, I apologize brother

Folks, there are many men and women out there who struggle with sex addiction in various forms. And like Rick they are seeking help. They NEED help. Accountability is crucial in overcoming any addiction. Heck, I still need it and I use it!

If you know anyone suffering from porn/sex addiction at least be willing to pray for them. Knowing we have people praying FOR us makes a bigger difference than one might think.

Searching My Heart

Hello! My name is Rick Love, and I’m a sexaholic (a sex addict). But, I am also a Christian, or I believe myself to be. I have been for about 60 years. In fact, I have been a Bible teacher, a deacon, a youth leader, and even a pastor. I even went to Bible College. But, none of that has stopped lust from being a major driving force in my life, or from me regularly acting out my lust in various ways, to the destruction of my marriage, to the utter ruin of my own spiritual life, and to the leading of others to follow in my footsteps.

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My Post Picks For September

This months post picks begins with God Will Not Break Us by Chad at Desire Mercy. This is just a great post. A post of how great our God is and almost brought me tears as I reflected back over my recovery process and all the failed attempts to be clean. God didn't beat me… Continue reading My Post Picks For September

The Blogger Recognition Award 2018 | Third Nomination

I really am tripping out. I have been blogging for almost 6 years now and the love, appreciation, and friendships that the last twelve months has brought...has been...well...more than I could ever have imagined. Like with this award Ana, from Mom Life With Chiari, so graciously nominated me for. The Blogger Recognition Award! An award… Continue reading The Blogger Recognition Award 2018 | Third Nomination

Pray Anyway

This brought me to tears. People just do not understand the power of prayer until they truly witness it first hand.

I am just blown away by this post and the openness in which Cynthia shares her story with us. What a powerful testimony of what God can do if we simply get out of His way.

God bless you sis!

Tears in a Bottle

You don’t have to believe in God to pray. That’s what our Sexual Recovery Therapist told my husband as he outlined the sex addiction recovery program my husband was about to begin. Having a day bookended by prayer wouldn’t have fazed me too much. As a Christian, I didn’t spend as much time talking to God as I could or should have. Twice a day would have been a stretch. But something I would have readily agreed to as a part of my recovery program.

And yet it wasn’t me seeking healing from a pornography addiction, compulsive masturbation and intimacy anorexia. It was my husband. A man who did not believe in the existence of God.

I was highly doubtful that my non-believing husband would agree to pray. My eyes had been glued to our counsellor’s face, grasping every bit of hope his words were offering us. The hope began…

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