Lust is a liar
What is the first thing that you think of when you hear the word, lust? Many immediately go to sex, intimately intricate ideas, and insatiable desires. Lust is a strong desire for something, or someone. It is an uncontrollable craving, or taste for a thing that is believed to bring about pleasure. No matter how delicious, how satisfying, or how good that thing is, in the moment, it lies. Lust is a liar. It is laced with lies. It falls from false lips. It makes us feel as if we are in total euphoria as it coos and woos us in. It reminds us of the blissful feelings we once had when it enveloped us in its arms. Tasting milk chocolate, or a sweet treat for the very first time. It was new, delightful to the senses, and delicate to the touch. Wasn’t it wonderful as it shifted shapes against the buds of your palette? The way it gave way to the first bite and how it melted against your senses. Divinely delicious! Then it allowed you to momentarily escape to a place beyond the natural, only to awaken from your seemingly drunken stupor unfulfilled and fattened by false truths. This is how the spirit of the enemy deceives us.
What seems good, isn’t always good for you. A lot of times we get caught up in the beauty of a thing. The planning meeting sounds like something you’d be interested in. The circle of community appears to have a common agenda. What is lurking behind the veil of lust, lies, and illusions? The amount of “sugar” it takes to cover up true agendas is venomous. We need to come out of these places of “do, feel, and be good” and get to the place of where is the GOoD in all of this? Not good, but GOD. Who are we truly entertaining? What are we giving way to? What is actually being served? What are the ingredients of this concoction that we are lending our bodies, souls, and spirits too?
I remember as a child my grandmother dressed a portion of meat so beautifully. It was a masked meat of sorts. It tasted like a beef roast. It was tender and the gravy just added to the contrasting silkiness of such a rugged meal. It was one of my favorite southern kitchen cuisines until I learned the truth of what it was. It was a wild, untamed, uncontrollable beast of the field. It was “coon” as she called it. Raccoon. Now, now!! See how quickly you were turned off? That is how sensitive we must be in the spirit these days. We must be sober, vigilant, and alert. For the enemy is walking to and fro, SEEKING, whom he may devour. What have you lent your belly too? What have we subjected our spirits too? What have we given access too? Through conversation, participation, and demonstration we give silent yeses to so much more than we ever sign up for. Don’t even take the picture, honey!
We can’t let our good be spoken evil of. Be careful who you’re sitting at the table with, what you are entertaining, and also what you lend your gifts, voice, and power to. Some that are standing by you, aren’t standing with you. Many have traded their souls for a moment of satisfaction. Pray, so that you won’t be preyed upon. Wisdom and discernment are your friends, but they come with a great price. Separation is not isolation. Let us not become entangled in the webs of deceit that are being laid out before us. This is not a game. Many have fallen victim to divers temptations. When we walk in the spirit it is difficult to fulfill the lust of our flesh. Stay positive. Stay prayed up. Stay classy, dignified, and different Chile! The next time someone invites you out for lunch, brunch, or dinner, be sure you know what’s on the menu. Pray for discernment, and hope that it is not you. Don’t be so thirsty for attention, accolades, or accommodations that you lay your life on the platter to be utterly devoured and destroyed. You are the good thing they’ve been whispering about. They see the gift and the glow. That is why you were given a seat at the table. Know when to excuse yourself, stand, and walk away… in truth. It’s not you that they’re after… it’s what’s inside. I know they made it sound good. They may have even promised to pay. Do you know your worth? Do you know how valuable you are and the gift that you possess. They do, and they won’t tell you those truths... After all, lust is a liar.