startingtoquit

Excerpts from the book "Starting to Quit".

DEAR PLEASURE,

What are you, that you've been so long my passion?

Who are you, to have stolen so much of my time?

Do you have hands, heart, and mind,

As someone who might give a damn?

Or are you what you take me for?

Available to anyone, anytime.

I have given you all that I am;

Even all I aspired to be.

But you have given me nothing;

Save the lesser side of me.

Yet once more I'm at your disposal,

Expecting something in return.

As usual, you'll deliver nothing,

Which is more than you ever earn.

How can I stand you any longer!

Knowing you as well as I do?

The destruction you wield has no equal;

There's nothing less pleasing than you.

And still I fall morbidly attracted;

To the temporal thrills you provide.

Your promises of life and fulfillment,

Have failed me... I'm dying inside.

Now before I'm officially buried;

And yet, just a little alive,

I've just enough strength to escape you.

There's only one way to survive.

This is good-bye. It's over.

Pleasure, you're not worth the pain.

It's time for you to be buried,

In the grave where I would have lain.

May God revive what's left of me.

From your way of life I depart.

From now on, I'll make God my pleasure...!

He'll give me the desires of my heart!

"Delight thyself also in the lord and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart." Psalms 37:4 (KJV)

BY SAMUEL KYGAN

"Likewise reckon ye also yourselves to be dead indeed unto sin, but alive unto God through Jesus Christ our Lord." Romans 6:11 (KJV)

DYING TO LIVE

Pick a lust - any lust;

Make it your favorite one.

Next time you want to indulge it,

Don't do it - Just for fun!

Don't do it and see what happens.

Though a part of you may die,

You'll still be alive tomorrow;

Then, give it another try!

I promise you won't go crazy,

Though you'll feel like it's killing you.

That's the purpose of resistance,

Don't do what you want to do!

Though your pay-off is eternal,

Each day you will arrive.

It's because of your dying daily

That you'll be really alive!

"... and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it." Matthew 16:25 (KJV)

BY SAMUEL KYGAN

PREVIEW "DYING TO LIVE" SONG

"But when thou prayest, enter into thy closet..." Matthew 6:6 (KJV)

HOLY GROUND

No one knows I go there,

Unless by chance they see.

That's the purpose of closets and relative places;

Where I go to seek God, and he finds me.

It matters little the location,

Or what kind of place I find.

What matters is I go there often

With only one purpose in mind...

To be alone, a man with his Maker;

To prove that I really do care.

I care enough to go there on purpose

It's because of my God that I'm there.

'Tis the presence of God that makes holy

The place where he happens to be.

When the "shit hits the fan" at the end of this age

Holy ground is where he'll find me!

BY SAMUEL KYGAN

PREVIEW "HOLY GROUND" SONG

"Lord, Who shall abide in thy tabernacle? Who shall dwell in thy holy hill?" Psalms 15:1 (KJV)

BACK ATTACK

Your vicious attacks are not hidden,

Though launched behind my back.

It couldn't have hurt me more...

Had you lodged a frontal attack.

I'd have been much better off,

Had you said what you did to my face.

And privately expressed your "concerns".

Now... rumors are all over the place.

It's hard to know how to fix it.

Tell me, how far did you go?

What did you say? Who did you tell?

How much do they "think" they know?!

The damage is done at any rate.

There's not much I can do.

So until what's gone around, comes around...

Here is some advice for you.

Next time you're tempted to gossip,

Don't be a part of the hack.

If you wouldn't say it to someone's face,

Don't say it behind their back!

"He that backbiteth not with his tongue..."

Psalms 15:3 (KJV)

BY SAMUEL KYGAN

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About the Author

Sackin' groceries,

Buffin' floors,

And washin' dishes

Have been my chores.

Refrigeration,

Cuttin' timber,

And Sellin' cars,

I well remember.

I traveled with the carnival.

I've been a mental health aide.

There is no work

Of which I'm afraid.

I've served in the Navy.

I've bagged insulation.

I worked in a freezer,

And at a gas station.

I'm a lumber inspector,

And a therapist too.

When there's work to be done,

I know what to do.

I've renovated houses,

Sold ceiling fans,

I've worked as a cook

And a survival equipment man.

I'm an educated man

And I've earned my degrees

From the school of hard knocks

And the universities.

What am I doin' now?

Something I've never done.

I'm workin' for you... dear reader;

And we've only just begun.

STARTING TO QUIT

HOW TO GET WHAT YOU WANT... BY DOING WHAT IS RIGHT

Starting To Quit: A Working Journal

Excerpts from the book "Starting to Quit".

About the Author

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STARTING TO QUIT

HOW TO GET WHAT YOU WANT... BY DOING WHAT IS RIGHT

Starting To Quit: A Working Journal

Excerpts from the book "Starting to Quit".

About the Author

My Blog

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