I'm constantly being drawn back to God. I envision it like fishing. God is in the boat, casting his line into the lake of lost souls... and I take the bait. He begins to real me into the boat and I want to go, but ultimately I break free from the line and swim away never really knowing why I keep leaving His side.
The spirit is willing, but the body is weak. (Matthew 26:41)
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