I've never thought of myself as an addict, until today. This from Dan Allender's book: To Be Told
Addictions make us dull. We are meant to be sensitive, but as we deaden our senses we compensate by trying to bring them back to life through more indulgence. The more we do so, the more we need to do so. We are on a cheap pony ride that turns in tighter and tighter circles until the tether rope is wound so tightly around the center pole that neither rider or pony is can take even one more step. Thus we are immobilized.
Addictions aren't always illicit substances purchased from a thug on a corner or some frat guy at a party, it's possible to be addicted to good things that dull our senses and are acceptable in our circles.
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