So Pastor Craig had to bring up lust.

I can’t say I’m surprised. After all, this is a men’s devotional about waging war against, among other things, ourselves. Besides finances, to my mind nothing more capable of destroying a man more than sexual lust.

It was the case with Samson in today’s devotional. It is the case with me in the course of my life.

“Lazily surfing channels, have you ever stopped—or even just slowed down a little—when you “happened to see” some hot, scantily clad woman? What about on the Internet? Have you ever clicked on some link, some thumbnail, some ad you knew you probably shouldn’t? Samson started by letting his feet wander. His eyes weren’t far behind. Predictably, his heart followed.”

Have I ever? Yes, I have. From Cinemax “Friday After Dark” viewings to strip clubs to the easy access of the World Wide Web to the wanted and unwanted advances toward women in chat rooms, to cyber sex with women who weren’t my wife (which, while not physically cheating on your spouse, is cheating and I don’t care what any of you say) I have indeed. Unlike Samson of the Bible, I am not a strong man. I am nowhere close. But I have felt the effect and consequence of lust. I have mentioned my failed marriage before. Need I tell you how the things I have described in the first part of this paragraph hollow out and eventually destroy a marriage?

And what did all of that sexual paraphernalia, strip clubs, and sexual encounters ever produce? I was never satisfied. I remember a book I read in the summer of 2001 called “Junky” by celebrated Beat Generation author William S. Burroughs. If my memory serves me correctly, the main character in the book, who is addicted to heroin, was asked by a police officer why he used the illegal drug. As I recall, the character replied that he used because he needed to wake up and function.

That’s how it is. Anything that turns into any lustful addiction is fun at first. But as the addiction worked its dark magic it became less fun and more of a necessity. By the time I realized that I was in trouble, it was too late.
As I write this I think back to my awful journey through this terrain and I honestly feel sorry for the young men and women of today. As Matt Fradd, the Catholic Apologist and Anti-Pornography speaker told an audience of college students: back in the years when he grew up, he had to go out of his way to gain access to porn. Now, thanks to the internet, wi-fi, and inventions like tablets and smartphones, the younger generation of men and women will have to go out of their way to avoid accessing pornography. This, of course, is not impossible. If our Lord Jesus can lead me out of “gentlemen’s clubs”, out of the chat rooms, and away from cyber sex, he will have no problem delivering young men and women. But it will be difficult.

And, yes, I said women too. Unfortunately, according to Mr. Fradd in his fantastic lecture “10 Myths About Pornography, ” this is not just a male problem anymore. Cases of women addicted to pornography are on the rise. No one is immune.

I get the feeling that this isn’t the last time we are going to talk about this so I will leave the subject for the time being.