FIGHT IN FLIGHT

December 11, 2017

"Why waste time on any preamble?"
She said, as she caressed his temple
Though the opportunities to flee were ample
But his brain snapped shut as he progressively permitted her seductive snuggle

"Why talk about a fast when you have before you, a most appealing apple? "
She said, taking a bite as she kissed red lips with the bright red sample
The ambiguity of her words and corresponding actions teased him like bubbles
Setting his brain on a rampage common sense could not settle
Still, the still small voice warned loudly through his mental wobble

But the warning was defiantly buried beneath the moment's rubble
In few minutes, one 'apple' lay unclad on the sheets seeking further cuddle
While the other's fleshless remain lay as a testimony on the table
Flesh could not have been more boastful as he felt his spirit - man crumble
Reality dawned on him... How confidently and foolishly he had lost the battle
Years of sexual purity and his relationship with God, crushed in shambles

The instruction was "Flee!" but he felt the situation was not uncommon for him to handle...
For as long as we remain in the body, the flesh and Spirit will always wrestle
And of all the battles we as Christians should boldly fight and not tremble
This is the only one where our flight becomes our rifle
Let us therefore daily mortify the deeds of the flesh; giving Christ the leadership mantle
And when the instruction says flee! Don't wait to Struggle!