Listen. We both know why you’re here. And I’m glad that you are…cause that means you’re not somewhere else. And it also means that you’ve seen through Satan’s lies and you’re standing up to him. Now he doesn’t like that, so he’s gonna be whispering some things in your ear right now. Things like “who does this guy think he is” and “he’s probably a hypocrite that has his own problems with porn”.

I’ve got a leaky pipe under my kitchen sink that needs to be fixed. But instead of fixing it, I’ve got a bucket under there that I empty out every so often, then replace til it gets full again. Maybe this is how you’ve tried to “fix” your porn problem in the past. You’ve never really got to the root of the problem; you just tried to fix the symptom.

You need to do something else. Keep yourself busy. Maybe 11:00pm is porn time for you cause it’s a habit. Maybe you’ve made up your mind not to look at porn, but you still get on the computer at 11:00pm to view the box scores from the ball games. Then a banner appears on the top or side of the page advertising Voice Over IP (VOIP) phone service with a woman in a bikini leaning over seductively, showing you her goods (yeah, I know it makes no sense, but Satan knows you’re a guy and his advertising campaign for sin doesn’t have to dig too far into the marketing playbook) and before you know it you’re googling the word “bikini” and the slide into porn valley begins (I know that’s a horrible metaphor but I’m running out of ideas here!).  Here is a real-life example that just happened as I'm working on this:  I went to yahoo and typed "smiley face" into the images search field, looking for a smiley picture to use in the next paragraph.  Well, right there on the top of the second page is a picture of two smiling girls sitting in the mud in their bikinis.  Seems like somebody wanted to get me sidetracked, doesn't it.

Anyway, step away from the computer (well, not just yet…at least finish reading this page). Find a book (no, not a nudie mag, but an actual book with no dirty pictures) and do some reading. I hear the Bible’s got some good stuff in it (right here was where I was gonna use that smiley I was looking for earlier, but I quit looking). Grab your Ipod and listen to some music (stay away from Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera…not just because of lyrical content but because their music really sucks. Have some dignity, man!). Brush your teeth and floss (seriously, have you ever had a sexual thought while you're flossing your teeth…I didn’t think so).

Stay away from the TV right now (remember Satan’s ad campaign for sin. No matter what you’re watching he’ll make sure to show one of those commercials that has the women in lingerie trying to convince you that you are the stud to fulfill their every sexual desire…via text messaging on your cell phone. And it will hit you when you least expect it to; right after one of those commercials that has the old people tooling around the Grand Canyon on their Rascal mobility scooters).

Bottom line: Would you want Jesus to do a forensic exam on your computer’s hard drive? Being a Computer Forensic Investigator, I make a living recovering pictures, movies, documents, etc that people think they’ve deleted. I recreate internet surfing timelines. I recover Instant Messages and chats that have occurred in the past. How would you feel if I showed up at your door, sat down at your PC, and started doing my thing? Probably pretty nervous and embarrassed. Now, picture Jesus sitting down at your PC to do the same thing. How would that make you feel?

I’ve got good news though. Jesus died to wipe clean the hard drive of your heart. No matter what kind of filth is buried deep within the zeros and ones of your soul, He died to clean it. All you have to do is accept His invitation to clean it.