In this article, I have tried from personal experiences to share the daily struggles the average young man has to deal with everyday, as he strives to stay aright to his dreams, living by the good morals he had got as upbringing while living the realities of adolescence, youthfulness and the demands of the flesh. Read full text of the article below.
Battles of the mind.
Jumping into delinquent behaviors might seem adventurous but
giving such habits up is definitely not a job for the fickle minded.
It is very easy to throw away very wonderful virtues than to
pick such life-saving habits back. A young man, from the best of the Christian
homes, with access to the kind of formation meant only for supposed leaders of tomorrow
and a set of parents who consistently would want to discharge their parental
obligation to their wards, would most likely think himself unfortunately caged,
didn’t enjoy the mischievous behaviors his mates had access to and in most
circumstances, may label their parents dictatorial. Mind you, the use of the
phrase, “ In most circumstances”, was deliberate because, there is still a fraction
of young people , though likely very few in numbers, who still keep faith and
hold very dear, these invaluable virtues which are only a privilege in today’s
society. Yes! A privilege cos even the so called parents of this generation
themselves lack the good moral foundations, talk more the one they need to
impart into others.
You never used to drink or womanize, however, someday, these
your group of friends tout you or even dub you a woman who cannot get man
enough, either to “enjoy” or tolerate alcohol or approach that young lady, win her
over and lay her. And for you, who is full of self-confidence and understands that
you keep away from vices not because you can’t get involved but because you had
that privilege of proper guidance, may want to prove your
mates wrong and guzzle down one, two, three glasses of beer, you also go ahead
to talk to that young girl and one thing leading to other, you’ve laid her and
be sure to prove your mates wrong while asserting your manliness.
However, a battle bigger than just proving a point to your
friends has just begun. You can hardly sleep at night or even have quiet times
that are not filled with regrets. The experiences derived from the fling you
just had might have been fun going by some standards, however, as this
conflicts with the tenneths of good morals, your conscience keeps pricking you.
At some point, you would have to find the strength to go on your knees, cry and
ask God for forgiveness, promising never to fall into such temptations any
more.
Somehow, our bodies have a way of taking their toll on us.
You gradually start feeling the urge for sex more often, you need to block off
that part of you that constantly reminds you this is not right, so you need
some alcohol and then you are there again.
At some point when in this battle, your conscience still
holds the upper hands, you make your visits to brothels just once in two weeks.
But then, it all gradually starts to fall apart. Your flesh and its desires
start claiming the better of you. The need for these visits become stronger and
the frequency for your nocturnal visits become weekly, and may be twice in a
week and then there you go when you have almost lost it.
However, at this point, the conscience would always find a
way to prick you to the consciousness of good living, consequently ensuring
that this battle never stops.
But when you find that purpose for which you were made, that
passion that drives you and then you follow it, you gradually become more
focused, more engaged and hardly have the time to notice these distractive
calls of the flesh. And for this reason, we need to continuously seek the face
of God and ask His divine guidance that we may discover that purpose that would
set us on the path of success and extraordinary achievements, the only way one
can stay ahead in this battle, cos it would continue to rage as long you and
your conscience are still alive. But stay ahead, we also, must do.
Yeahh…, I did it. I
wrote the article. Winks* Thank God.
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