Slaves to ourselves

Man has taken things too far, with our porn,
Drugs, excessive par.
We do our routines like Gods not watching,
Like we have a right to these habbits and our slouching.
We are slaves to ourselves, to our gluttony, our money. Our trophies on our shelves.
When man and women alike see the errors of their ways, they'll see that those habbit forming things don't pay.
Their habbits that enslave them, take over their lives.
Hexing people for breaking decourations rather then forgiving them giving them hives.
ARE WE THE PEOPLE GOING TO STAND FOR THIS? ARE WE GOING TO LET THEM HURT THEMSELVES AND LET THEM GET RID OF THEIR BLISS?Â
I say we help them out, even IF we don't like them give them a shout.
When its porn their addicted to, get someone to hang out with them till getting them to stop.
If its drugs take them away and they won't flop.
Have exessive interventions for that person.
YES I said exessive.
If it doesn't work be more expressive.
We can help them if we just try weather we like them or not.
Unless it stops they'll be like robots
Having it in their programming to do the same theing twenty-four seven.
Heck if they know christ they may go to heaven.
If they are rotten to the core, and they just are NOT adored. Then find out what happened in their past to make that feeling last.
If we help out one another, then it may take allot of weight off each other.
R.M.
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It scares me beyond belief that people don't want to help improve one another, thats why I wrote this...
Hello R.J.M....
Some people that aren't for God...
That's the path they choose...
Some people that are for God think that His love, mercy, grace and forgiveness is a license to sin...
Sometimes, they don't care and you have to let go and let God...
Great write!Â
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsongÂ
Thanks sparrow song. Your a heavy hitter in baseball your self. You home runner with each write you.
Sincerely R.M.Â
Ps, I stole home run from an old friend who stopped writing on my posts for some odd reason.