Here I am laying on the ground: hurt, wounded, bleeding and eating dust. I wish I could say that this is the first time that I am in this position but it’s not. Not even the second or third time…to be honest with you I lost count. I wish I could get up and go on in my life-long journey in this wilderness but I am scared. “Scared of what?” you might ask. Well hanging over me at this moment is a big giant who has been chasing and beating me down for the past I don’t know how many years. His name is Sinful Habit, Sin for short. I don’t have the strength or courage to get up from my humiliation and face this giant again. Sometimes I get a few punches in and then I run away and hide from the giant but he always seems to find me and beats me down to the ground again.

But wait! There is more to my story. I didn’t mention this before but in the same scene of me lying on the ground and the giant hanging over me is another man. This man always follows me and helps me get up from the ground every time the giant defeats me. This man, Jesus Christ, not only helps me get up but He also restores my health, treats my wounds and gives me strength again. He also gives me a way to defeat the giant. He provides me armor to defend myself and a sword to kill giants. “Why don’t you use the sword to kill the giant Philip”? good question! I haven’t figured that one out myself. But meanwhile I am thankful that Jesus is there every time I lay defeated on the floor.

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See me now in Link (publication by Greenville News). Here is the online article: click

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I always wanted one as a teenager!

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