Thursday, December 25, 2025

²Ongoing Spiritual War Inside and Outside : Lust , sexual temptations, etcs

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There is a story in scripture that most people read too quickly, never realizing that hidden inside it is a escaping the grip of lust and every other temptation that tries to enslave the mind. It is the man who faced the full force of seduction,  pressure, secrecy, and opportunity and still walk His story is one of the clearest revelations of the verse Satan does not want you to read because h the enemy's biggest lie. That temptation is irresistible. His name was Joseph. Not the Joseph Christmas, but the Joseph thrown into a pit by his own brothers, sold into slavery, and forced into a life he was far from home, surrounded by a pagan culture, isolated from spiritual community,  deprived of pastoral support,   and stripped of every comfort a person needs to stay grounded. His circumstances perfectly matched the environment where lust thrives. 

 Loneliness, displacement, emotional wounds, and a sense of abandonment. If anyone had a reason to fall, it was him. 

 And yet what happened next revealed a principle more powerful than the temptation that confronted him. Joseph was purchased by Potifer, an Egyptian official. And over time, God elevated him to a place of honor within the household. He was trustworthy. He was diligent. He carried a purity that stood out in a land where immorality was normalized. But the more God favored him, the more a spiritual target formed on his back. Potiphar's wife noticed him. 

 Scripture does not exaggerate her intentions. It doesn't soften the reality. She wanted him persistently, aggressively, shamelessly. She wasn't simply flirting. She wasn't simply admiring. She was hunting. "Lie with me."

 Two words that sound like a suggestion, but felt like a spiritual ambush. She pursued him repeatedly, daily, strategically. Not when he was strong, when he was vulnerable. Not when he was surrounded, when he was alone. Not when the house was full, when the house was empty. This is how temptation moves. 

 This is how the enemy studies your patterns. Lust rarely shows up when you're worshiping, when you're in fellowship, or when your spirit is sharp. It shows up when you're drained, tired, misunderstood, or emotionally displaced. It waits until night time. It waits until you feel forgotten. It waits until your heart starts whispering, "Maybe this is harmless. Maybe this is who I really am. Maybe this is the only place I feel something." But what Joseph did next is the part the enemy doesn't want believers to imitate. He refused. 

Not just once, not just politely. Joseph refused from a place of identity, not fear. He didn't say, "I can't." He said something deeper, something hell trembles when a believer understands. 

 How can I do this great wickedness and sin against God? Before the seduction even escalated, Joseph had already made his decision. He didn't resist because his flesh was stronger. He resisted because his spirit was aligned. He didn't run because he feared her. He ran because he feared losing the purity of his connection with God. But the story intensifies. One day the house was empty. Everyone was gone. The moment the enemy waits for the setting temptation dreams of Joseph walks in to carry out his duties. Unaware that she has planned her boldest attempt, she grabs him. This was no flirtation. This was no verbal suggestion. This was physical pressure. the kind of temptation that wraps itself around your weakness and says, "This is unavoidable. This is who you are. You might as well give in." But Joseph did something that reveals one of the most powerful spiritual truths about escaping  lust. He left his garment in her hand and ran. Not walked, not negotiated, not reasoned, not prayed about it, ran. Many believers lose battles with lust because they try to defeat it like a debate. 

  They stay in the room too long. They linger in the wrong environment. They trust their flesh to behave. They think they're strong enough to flirt with danger, unaware that temptation always wins the battle you try to fight physically. Joseph's victory wasn't in resisting the temptation physically. It was in removing himself spiritually and geographically from the environment where sin grows. But here's what most people miss. Joseph didn't just run from her. He ran toward God. 

   Because the place you run from determines your danger, but the place you run to determines your freedom. And this is the part Satan hopes you never realize. 

   Lust loses power not when you fight it alone but when you shift environments internally, mentally, spiritually, emotionally. 

   When you replace secrecy with surrender, when you replace hiddenness with honesty, when you replace temptation with 




Malaysian : Hadirkan Kebenaran

   Menyampaikan kebenaran bukanlah tugas yang mudah. 


 Sebelum membentangkan kebenaran anda berdiri untuk kebenaran. 


 Sebelum membela kebenaran, anda perlu hidup dalam kebenaran dan kebenaran harus hidup dalam diri anda. Itu bukan mudah. 


  Senang nak berkhutbah. Mudah untuk memberi syarahan. 


 Tetapi untuk membenarkan kebenaran hidup dalam diri anda,  anda hidup dalam kebenaran dan kemudian berdiri untuk kebenaran. 


 Berdirilah untuk kebenaran selepas itu sebelum membentangkan. 


 Sangat penting.


 Presenting the truth is not an easy task. 

Before presenting the truth you stand for the truth. 

Before standing for the truth, you have to live in the truth and the truth has to live in you. That's not easy. 

 It's easy to give a sermon. It's easy to give a lecture. 

But to allow the truth to live in you,  you live in the truth and then stand for the truth. 

Stand for the truth thereafter before presenting. 

Absolutely essential.



Indonesian: Sampaikan Kebenaran

 Menyampaikan kebenaran bukanlah tugas yang mudah.


Sebelum menyampaikan kebenaran, Anda harus membela kebenaran.


Sebelum membela kebenaran, Anda harus hidup dalam kebenaran dan kebenaran harus hidup dalam diri Anda. Itu tidak mudah.


Memberikan khotbah itu mudah. Memberikan ceramah itu mudah.


Tetapi untuk membiarkan kebenaran hidup dalam diri Anda, Anda harus hidup dalam kebenaran dan kemudian membela kebenaran.


Setelah itu, bela kebenaran sebelum menyampaikannya.


Sangat penting.


Presenting the truth is not an easy task. 

Before presenting the truth you stand for the truth. 

Before standing for the truth, you have to live in the truth and the truth has to live in you. That's not easy. 

 It's easy to give a sermon. It's easy to give a lecture. 

But to allow the truth to live in you,  you live in the truth and then stand for the truth. 

Stand for the truth thereafter before presenting. 

Absolutely essential.


Présentez la vérité

 Présenter la vérité n'est pas chose facile.


Avant de présenter la vérité, il faut la défendre.


Avant de défendre la vérité, il faut vivre selon la vérité et la vérité doit vivre en vous. Ce n'est pas chose facile.


Il est facile de prêcher. Il est facile de donner une conférence.


Mais pour que la vérité vive en vous, il faut vivre selon la vérité, puis la défendre.


Défendez la vérité ensuite, avant de la présenter.


C'est absolument essentiel.




Present The Truth 呈现真相 Chéngxiàn zhēnxiàng

 Presenting the truth is not an easy task. 

Before presenting the truth you stand for the truth. 

Before standing for the truth, you have to live in the truth and the truth has to live in you. That's not easy. 

 It's easy to give a sermon. It's easy to give a lecture. 

But to allow the truth to live in you,  you live in the truth and then stand for the truth. 

Stand for the truth thereafter before presenting. 

Absolutely essential.

阐明真理并非易事。

Chǎnmíng zhēnlǐ bìngfēi yì shì.


阐明真理之前,你必须先捍卫真理。

Chǎnmíng zhēnlǐ zhīqián, nǐ bìxū xiān hànwèi zhēnlǐ.


捍卫真理之前,你必须活在真理之中,真理也必须活在你心中。这并不容易。

Hànwèi zhēnlǐ zhīqián, nǐ bìxū huó zài zhēnlǐ zhī zhōng, zhēnlǐ yě bìxū huó zài nǐ xīnzhōng. Zhè bìng bù róngyì.


布道很容易,演讲也很容易。

Bùdào hěn róngyì, yǎnjiǎng yě hěn róngyì.


但要让真理活在你心中,你必须先活在真理之中,然后捍卫真理。

Dàn yào ràng zhēnlǐ huó zài nǐ xīnzhōng, nǐ bìxū xiān huó zài zhēnlǐ zhī zhōng, ránhòu hànwèi zhēnlǐ.


在此之后,捍卫真理,然后再去阐述真理。

Zài cǐ zhīhòu, hànwèi zhēnlǐ, ránhòu zài qù chǎnshù zhēnlǐ.


这至关重要。

Zhè zhì guān zhòngyào.

Waiting for that Beautiful Day

 What A Beautiful Day

1. As I wake up with the morning,


Of each day that passes by,


And I listen to the sounds upon my ear,


I can’t help but keep a watch toward the eastern sky,


And I wonder if the trumpet,


Will be the next sound that I hear.


 (Chorus) What a beautiful day,

For the Lord to come again,

What a beautiful day for Him to take His children home,

How I long to see His face,

And to touch His nail-scarred hands,

What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again.


2. Oh, my earthly disappointments,


And trials here below,


Fade away when I remember His last words,


He said He’d return and receive His children unto Him,


And I’m longing just to look,


Upon the face of my Lord.


 


Chorus: What a beautiful day,


For the Lord to come again,


What a beautiful day for Him to take His children home,


How I long to see His face,


And to touch His nail-scarred hands,


What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again. 



多么美好的一天 Duōme měihǎo de yītiān


1. 当我清晨醒来,Dāng wǒ qīngchén xǐng lái,


每一天都如此美好,měi yītiān dū rúcǐ měihǎo,


我聆听着耳畔的声音,wǒ língtīngzhe ěr pàn de shēngyīn,


我不禁仰望东方的天空,wǒ bùjīn yǎngwàng dōngfāng de tiānkōng,


我好奇,wǒ hàoqí,


接下来听到的会不会是号角声。jiē xiàlái tīng dào de huì bù huì shì hàojiǎo shēng.


(副歌)多么美好的一天,(Fù gē) duōme měihǎo de yītiān,


主将再次降临,zhǔjiàng zàicì jiànglín,


多么美好的一天,祂将接祂的儿女回家,duōme měihǎo de yītiān, tā jiāng jiē tā de érnǚ huí jiā,


我多么渴望见到祂的面容,wǒ duōme kěwàng jiàn dào tā de miànróng,


触摸祂钉痕累累的双手,chùmō tā dīng hén lěilěi de shuāngshǒu,


多么美好的一天,主将再次降临。duōme měihǎo de yītiān, zhǔjiàng zàicì jiànglín.


2. 哦,我尘世的失望, Ó, wǒ chénshì de shīwàng,


以及世间的苦难,yǐjí shìjiān de kǔnàn,


当我记起祂最后的话语,它们便都消散了,dāng wǒ jì qǐ tā zuìhòu de huàyǔ, tāmen biàn dōu xiāosànle,


祂说祂会回来,接祂的儿女回到祂身边,tā shuō tā huì huílái, jiē tā de érnǚ huí dào tā shēnbiān,


我多么渴望,wǒ duōme kěwàng,


瞻仰我主的容颜。zhānyǎng wǒ zhǔ de róngyán.



 副歌:多么美好的一天,

Fù gē: Duōme měihǎo de yītiān,


主再临,

zhǔ zài lín,


多么美好的一天,祂接祂的儿女回家,

duōme měihǎo de yītiān, tā jiē tā de érnǚ huí jiā,


我多么渴望见到祂的面容,

wǒ duōme kěwàng jiàn dào tā de miànróng,


触摸祂钉痕累累的双手,

chùmō tā dīng hén lěilěi de shuāngshǒu,


多么美好的一天,主再临。

duōme měihǎo de yītiān, zhǔ zài lín.


Christmas Message : JESUS' borrowed tomb

 There's a part in scripture that we either read too fast or we shout it way too slow. 

 The tomb that Jesus was buried in was borrowed. You don't borrow what you plan to keep. 

 And you don't borrow what you know you're going to give back.  The spirit said to me, Sarah, tell them this. The pain is a borrowed place. It's not a permanent address. 

 Jesus died between thieves. 

 But he was buried like a king. In a rich man's untouched tomb, wrapped in prophecy, guarded by soldiers, sealed by stone. But it still was just borrowed. 

Because the grave was never his actual destination. It was only a doorway. 

It wasn't a full stop. It was a comma, a hinge, a hallway, a holy pause before the whole earth shook with glory. And just like that, friend, your heartbreak, it's a borrowed tomb. 

 Your exhaustion is a borrowed tomb. Your valley is a borrowed tomb.

Your battle is a borrowed tomb. Your warfare season is a borrowed tomb. You may be buried in something that you did not choose. But you will not stay in what God never meant to contain you. 

Because pain when placed in God's hands is never possession. It is only transition. 

 Jesus only needed the grave for three days. Your healing may take longer, but it is still temporary. 

Still borrowed, still marked. Returned to sender, still destined to be emptied, friend, in front of every demon that tried to keep you there.  The stone was not rolled away so Jesus could get out. He could have walked through walls. It rolled away so you could see in. 

It rolled away so you could see that nothing that you're facing has the authority to hold you when heaven says this is temporary. 

Come on now. 

Joseph of Arimathea lent Jesus his tomb and Jesus returned it better than he found it. 

   Friend, lined with folded linen and eternal victory. If the Son on of God can walk out of a borrowed grave, then daughter of God, son of God, you can walk out of whatever, borrowed; pain, borrowed; your fear, borrowed; your sleepless nights, borrowed; your season of heaviness, borrowed; your current battle, borrowed. 

It may wrap you for a moment, but it cannot keep you because it is borrowed. 

Because heaven already stamped your situation with three words. This won't last. 

What is built of dust cannot hold what is breathed by eternity. What is meant for death cannot contain resurrection life. What was meant to bury you becomes the backdrop of your breakthrough. 

   Friend, beloved, hear me now. If the grave was temporary for Jesus, then a struggle is temporary for you. You are not dying in this. You are passing through it. You are not sinking  in this. You are being set up in it. You are not ending here. You are emerging here. 

   Because every borrowed tomb has one purpose, friend. It is to become the place where God proves that pain ends and resurrection will begin. Amen. 

   Nobody ever tells you that following Jesus feels like this.  They talk about it like it's soft, like it's clean, like it's a quiet classroom with neat little lessons and predictable tests. But the real ones know the school for disciplehip is in the climb. 

 The classroom is in the incline. 

The teaching is in the tension. The shaping is in the strain. 

   Disciplehip is not a seat. It's a step and another step and another step after the step you didn't feel like taking in the first place. 

Every hill you push through, every moment you whisper yes when your flesh is screaming no. Every time you follow anyway, that is the formation. 

   Because in the transfiguration, Jesus did not sit Peter, James, and John down in a synagogue and lecture them about glory. He did not hand them a scroll labeled transfiguration 101. He took them up a mountain and he said nothing. Why? 

 Because the climb was the curriculum. 

  The incline was the instruction.The strain was the shaping. The silence was  the lesson. The mountain was the mentorship. You see, he was teaching them with terrain, training them with tension, breaking them open with the very gravity that they were walking up against. Jesus was showing them and  showing us that disciplehip does not happen in the comfort of level ground. 

     Discipleship is the climb up. It is obedience when you are winded. It is trust when the visibility is low. It is surrender when the path is steepening. 

   It is humility when your pace is slowing. It is endurance when your legs are burning and your pride breaks and your opinions are falling off like loose stones behind you. You see, the mountain was never blocking them. It was building them. The mountain was not in the way. 

 The mountain was the way. Every step stripped off the excess. 

Every step stretched the spirit. Every step carved away what couldn't go higher. and it brought it higher. Every step taught them what a sermon never could. You see, the climb turns followers into disciples. Because discipleship is not proven by how loudly you shout, "Lord,  Lord," but how willingly you will climb when he whispers, "Come!" 

   And Jesus waited until they reached that breaking, gasping sweat on their neck place to reveal himself. Not because  they earned it, but because the climb was positioning them to carry the weight of what they were about to see. The  transfiguration is not the lesson. The climb was the glow is not the graduation. He was not showing off his divinity. He was showing them a pattern. 

   If you want to know me deeply, you must follow me uphill. Not around the mountain, not under the mountain, not waiting at the bottom for an easier season up. 

  So yes, the climb it hurts. The climb exposes, it strips, it humbles,  disciplines, it matures. But the climb is also what makes you a disciple. 

   It is not the mountain that makes you a disciple disciple. It is not the moment of revelation. It is not the vision. It is not the glow. It is not the glory. 

   It is the climb. It is the climb. It is the climb. Because in the uphill that you learn him. It's in the uphill that you become like him. It's in the uphill that disciplehip becomes more than belief. It becomes obedience. 

   And sometimes, friend, the mountain is the only teacher tough enough to make you look like Jesus. We measure everything.

 Money, relationships, our future because measuring feels like control.

   And control feels like protection. 

   But God will snatch that ruler right out of your hand. 

    If you don't believe me, go to Zechariah 2. 

  There's someone there running with a measuring line like the promise of God depends on human precision. 

  He's trying to build walls to feel safe. And honestly, we do the same thing. 

   Walls of fear.  Walls of doubt. Walls built from trauma stacked with whatifs. But God interrupts him. 

  Stop sizing the safety. l am the protection. They wanted a wall around them. But God wanted glory within them. 

   They planned bricks, but God promised fire. And here is what hits our generation. That promise didn't pop up in a week or two. 

    It took 500 plus years for that I will dwell among you,  the Word to become a real king in a manger. Not because God was slow but because we were not ready. 

   God does do overnight miracles. Yes, but he also does overtime maturity. 

  The blessing was not behind schedule.  Our character was. 

  The Messiah was not delayed. The mindset was. He was not waiting on the birth of Jesus. He was waiting on the breaking of pride, the bending of knees, the building of faith, the burning away of what can't stand the glory coming. 

  God refuses to drop a king level promise into a kindergarten level heart. That 500 plus year gap. Between Old testament , Malachi and New Testament, Matthew. And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the earth with a curse. Malachi 4:6

Turning the heart of the children to their fathers 

It was training. It was transforming. It was turning wanderers into worshippers and history into a stage for glory. 

  See, God doesn't only prepare the place. He prepares the people. 

   So, if the promise has not shown up yet, don't assume late when it might just be loading. He's not running behind. He is running ahead.

Paving the road your promise will walk in on. Delay is not denial. Waiting is not wasted. The gap where God grows you into the person who can hold what he's about to give. Not because God was slow, but because the blessing was too big to be delivered to who you used to be. 


Amen.


Lyrics: What A Beautiful Day For The Lord To Come Again

(Writer(s): Monty Powell, Chris Cagle)

¹ As I wake up with the morning of each day that passes by,

And I listen to the sounds upon my ear;

I can't help but keep a watch toward the eastern sky,

And I wonder if the trumpet will be the next sound that I hear.


What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again,

What a beautiful day for Him to take His children home;

How I long to see His face and to touch His nail-scarred hands,

What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again.


² Oh my earthly disappointments and trials here below,

Fade away when I remember His last words;

He said He'd return and receive His children unto Him,

And I'm longing just to look upon the face of my Lord.


Oh, what a beautiful day for the Lord to come again,

What a beautiful day for Him to take His children home;

How I long to see His face and to touch His nail-scarred hands,

What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again.


What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again,

Again!


( Listen to the song here