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Are U Struggling With Pornograghy, Homosexuality, Playboyism, Masturbation or Other Evil Desires? Pastor Chris Oyakhilome Shares How To Overcome It - posted by A.B.King


    Pastor Chris broke down the meaning of the word "mortify" in Colossians 3:5 : 
"Mortify therefore your members which are upon the earth; fornication, uncleanness, inordinate affection, evil concupiscence, and covetousness, which is idolatry."


"... The word 'nekroo' from which "mortify" is translated refers to "subjecting to death by interruption of blood supply .... As long as you are feeding the wrong desires in your life, you will only continue to do more of them..." 
 - Pastor Chris Oyakhilome.

     So how do you overcome any type of wrong or unwholesome desires or addictions?   

   Answer: by cutting off their supply in your thought system.

     That's the secret. That's the answer you where searching for. That's the answer that when applied would pluck you out of any addiction. Whether it's pornography, masturbation, playboyism, cocaine, morphine, alcohol, .... whatever it is.

     I (A.B.King) would however like to add a 'Step Two.'

   Remember, Step One is to cut off the blood supply of that addiction to you. (Note that it might not even be a thought, it might be a person, environment, relationship, an object you have, a place you go, or a bad habit that is not a sin itself but leads to sin like for example listening to gossip, or it might even be a hobby you need to off). That's my expansion of Step One.

   Now 'Step Two' is plug yourself to a new stream of positive thoughts and desires.


Philippians 4:8 AMP
For the rest, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is worthy of reverence and is honorable and seemly, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely and lovable, whatever is kind and winsome and gracious, if there is any virtue and excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think on and weigh and take account of these things fix your minds on them.


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