3 Raw Truths to Flee or Bleed: Why Warriors Resist When 66% Fall
Why You’ll Break Without This by Dawn
The devil’s got a blade at your throat—screens flicker, lust hums, the world’s a sewer begging you to drown. Three truths from God’s word say resist or bleed. Grab them now.
The air’s thick with rot today. Scroll X, and it’s a cesspit—filth sold as freedom, pride dressed as gospel, God mocked as a fairy tale. Step outside, and the war’s louder: billboards hawk flesh, stores peddle debt, voices hiss you’re fine without Him. Satan’s swinging a rusty cleaver, and every swipe’s aimed at your soul.
James knew this muck. “Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you” (James 4:7, KJV). Three raw truths carve through the haze:
Truth 1: Submit Ain’t Surrender—It’s War
Bow to God, and the fight flips. He’s not your errand boy; He’s your general. I remember that time, 3 AM, phone glowing, I was one tap from the pit—lust snarling like a chained dog. I spat James 4:7 through gritted teeth—submitted to the One who broke hell’s jaw. Satan bolted, tail tucked. Submission’s not weakness; it’s picking the winning side.
Your kids feel it too—66% ditch faith by 18, shredded by culture’s grinder ([Pew Research, 2015]
https://www.pewforum.org/2015/05/12/americas-changing-religious-landscape
Last month, a friends boy, 15, stared down a screen full of filth at school. He slammed it shut, muttering Psalm 119:11 (KJV): “Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.” The devil ran—he’s a punk when you’re armed.
Truth 2: Resist Starves the Beast
Temptation’s common—don’t flirt with it, starve it. “No temptation taken you but such as is common to man” (1 Cor. 10:13, KJV)—the drunk, the addict, the rage-blind driver, we’re all clawing the same dirt. Resist’s your blade—fasting, prayer, cold air on your face ‘til the itch dies.
I’ve seen it—a fight dodged when a guy I know gripped Proverbs 16:32 (KJV): “He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty.” He walked out, fists unclenched, devil shrinking in the rearview. Your fight’s the same—porn, rage, despair. Starve it, and God’s rope dangles: “with the temptation also make a way to escape.” Not a wish, a weapon.
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Truth 3: He Flees ‘Cause You’re Backed by Fire
“Flee from you”—Satan’s not your king, just a coward sprinting when you stand. Not ‘cause your spine’s iron, but ‘cause God’s fire roars behind you. Last night, I growled Ephesians 6:11 (KJV)—“Put on the whole armour of God”—and the room went quiet. He’s got no shot against that blaze.
Stand or Break
This ain’t a picnic—it’s war. Submit, resist, stand—three truths to choke the devil’s windpipe. The ache’s common; the way out’s there. Look for Him in the dark—He’s the crack of light splitting the sewer’s lid. Don’t trade Christ for slop—66% do, but warriors don’t.
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Name your fight below—I’ll restack the rawest. Share this with warriors who’d spit in Satan’s eye. Dawn’s breaking—flee or bleed.
I used to masturbate, ever night, half asleep under my covers. Asked friends who struggled with the same thing.
Hard to do push ups when you're drifting off to unconscious already.
Then I started getting in the Word more. 6am. God first.
Also. Satan doesn't flee when you get closer to God. He tries harder. Trust me, the more I resist, the more I fight back, the more He pushes and tries to grab me by the chains of my lustful desires.
Then I recite 1 Corinthians 6:18.
"Flee sexual immorality! Every other sin a person commits is outside the body, but the person who is sexually immoral sins against his own body."
Despair of the evil and death all around me and that my life seems to have no meaning. Fear as I see my finances very rapidly running out. Loneliness screams no one really cares or would miss me. Suicide because I just don’t know how I can bear it anymore. Every night at 3 a.m. Maranatha, Lord. PLEASE.