it had been a while since i committed adultery, for long time i worked on myself to avoid my weaknesses. However many times i wished to loose myself between a woman’s arms, but never once did i choose flesh over faith. I met this girl a week ago and she seamed amazing, i mean she is amazing… We out on a date and afterwards flirted, the flow was in the air and every moment was lived falling through adultery. I do feel ashamed because i am to blame, i was not strong, and i simply fell. I can’t deny the fact that at the moment it was happening it felt quite passionate… But i feel ashamed that this kind of passion is not blessed, because it leads to nowhere, just a desecrate desire that wafted as a cigarette.
and I truly will not to light another, unless it were blessed by marriage.