Strongholds. Sin that we can't escape. Powerlessness. Mire. Weariness.

I have so much on my mind, and I wish I could blog it transparently, but it's still just rattling around. Mainly, though, this: I'm tired of books and TV and media romanticizing and glorifying sin. Tired of it. It may be fun for awhile--sin usually is--but it's just empty promises. Leaving craters in the soul. How are real people, who long to follow after the Lord in spirit and truth, supposed to wage war day after day after day, in what seems like a losing fight against the world?

Hang on to your friends who love you. Who love your soul. Who speak truth to you at the risk of offending you, for the sake of Truth. Then be that person for someone you love. And thank you to those of you who do it for me. I just feel...ugh. Like there's so much oppression, looking for cracks in our armor. I hate the evidence I'm seeing. :-(

Praying fervently.