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January 22, 2015 at 1:17 pm

Shouldn’t Porn Viewers Be Called Adulterers Too?

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Shouldn’t Porn Viewers Be Called Adulterers Too?

God chose to create a helpmate that would be most desirable in the eyes of Adam. He succeeded and did a perfect job in the creation of Eve.

The plan was for man and woman to live together in a bond that was secure from sensual influences outside of the sanctity of their marriage. They each were given power over the others emotions and senses.

1Cor 7:4 The wife hath not power of her own body, but the husband: and likewise also the husband hath not power of his own body, but the wife.

When we step out of the safety of our house to go to work, for example, we no doubt will soon see someone of the opposite gender. For most men, it is a non-event that is completely ignored. No untoward stimuli is involved in their public observations.

For others, the looking is what triggers a chain of events that makes them vulnerable for a horrible downfall. They ogle and allow their mind and their thoughts to join in creating an ungodly fantasy.

When Jesus told His hearers, that when a man looked longingly upon a woman other than his wife, he was guilty of adultery in his heart.

Matt 5:28 But I say unto you, That whosoever looketh on a woman to lust after her hath committed adultery with her already in his heart.

Unlike our generation, no one listening to the sermon Jesus preached that day ever heard of the word porn or pornography. They computerclipartunderstood clearly though that improperly looking upon a woman was not pleasing to God.

Hotel staff members tell me their highest room porn rentals of the year (on the room’s TV) is during men’s conferences and youth conferences. God help!

Today, with all the promotion of books, magazines and the Internet, experiencing adultery in the heart, is at an all time high… even in the privacy of your own home, since you can find online sites as that have adult pictures online.

If what Jesus said is applied to the current porn industry, then it is possible to never see the ‘actress’ live and in real life, and yet watch her online and be guilty of adultery in your heart.

Why is it that those who are known to view pornography are not called adulterers? Isn’t that what they are?

If porn viewers are guilty of adultery, then they need to repent for that. Sir, please carefully guard yourself, your home, your relationship with your wife, and your eternal future. It quickly becomes an addiction that may possibly lead to, or accompany your moral failure.

Repentance (confessing) is the first step. Is the spirit of adultery in your heart? It doesn’t have to stay there. Forsaking is the next step you must take. Then, thirdly, I recommend a good old-fashioned praying through! Accountability will help keep you and your wife safe.

  • The Repentance,
  • Forsaking and a
  • Renewing of the Holy Ghost is imperative!
  • Make yourself accountable.

The Psalmist prayed, ‘Create in me a clean heart.’ That should be the prayer of every man who desires to make heaven his home, and his home a heaven.

Now, get up from your computer and go spend some time showing attention to that beautiful bride you pledged your ‘I Do’ to!!

You Won’t Be Sorry!

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March 8, 2013 at 12:00 am

The K-Rail Interview

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The K-Rail Interview

The Ballestero Blog: Most Highway Dividers never give interviews, so I am especially honored to have the opportunity to chat with you for a few moments and ask some questions about your life and your work, if you don’t mind.

K-Rail: Thank you for taking the time to stop and talk. No I don’t mind you asking.

TTB: Is it OK if I call you K?

K: Sure.

TBB: Tell me about yourself before you became a K-Rail. I see that you have some photos with you. Please feel free to show them our readers.

K: Thank you, I would love to. I have been a Rail since Feb 26, 2008. They stamped it on me the day I got poured. I have a picture of that day right here.

Here I am when I was just an old hardened boulder hanging out with some friends. I’d sat in the same place for years. My life was going nowhere. I wasn’t good for much of anything either.

Then one day, this man came by and looked me over. I guess he saw some potential or something in me that no one else saw. He picked me up and took me to his place. I wound up being placed into a very powerful crusher. Then when he felt I was ready, he turned on the conveyor belt and I started on my new journey.

TBB: Oh my! What was that like?

K: I was like nothing I had ever imagined. The crusher ground me up into powder and small pieces.

TBB: So the first thing that happened to you, was a complete transformation? You also didn’t even look the same! I am looking at the pictures of you as a boulder and looking at you now. Wow!

K: That’s very true. But I realized that the plan was not to destroy me, but to give me a new life and a new purpose. I also became at one, in a spirit of unity, with the others that were made just like me. We are now forever bonded.

TBB: Then what happened?

K: They poured me into this great big vat that churned real slow. They added some water and put in another ingredient or two, besides. Then they poured me into a 10 foot mold. I didn’t even get to choose how I was to be formed or what I was to be. The one that found me, decided that for me.

Inside the mold they placed some steel cables that would be there to give me added strength. When they finished pouring me, I noticed the scales said that I now weighed 4,000 lbs.

They then let me sit and wait for a process that is called curing. I had to go through that awhile before they could actually use me and put me into service.

TBB: Are all Concrete Dividers put into service?

K: I think they are supposed to be, but I’ve heard about some that are just happy being stacked beside the road in a field and never used at all. I think they are more of an eyesore, than anything. I am so glad that I can be of service.

I had some friends who got poured the same day I did. They got painted a bright yellow. The rest of us thought maybe it would lead to them having pride or something. But then an old-timer said that they were painted that color because they would be working in a very dangerous area and their life’s work was to be a warning and a help to others.

This here, is a picture of my Mom. She was showing signs of old age by the time they took this photo, but she was faithful until the very end. She was always so dependable. I wish more moms were like her.

Here is one of my Dad. He received a very hard hit last month and it showed. Even though it actually finished him off, he never moved. He never stopped doing what he was put there to do. He had some steel in him too. I am very proud of my dad. He never complained nor cried about the hits he sometimes took. He was a man’s man.

Many of my friends have tire marks and bumper scrapes, but they are still standing. Some have been hit hard by cars and even by trucks. They have stood unchanging in rain, snow, heat and cold. That’s what our life is all about. Doing what we were put there to do. We were taught that this new life we now have, is not just about us… it’s about others. I am very happy to spend the rest of my life this way.

They expect me to be a guide unto others, and a protection for all. My job is to help travelers on their journey. So, no matter what happens around me or to me, I am placed here to be noticed. I am also here to be unmoved and unchanged.

TBB: I’ll look for you K, the next time I’m out your way. Thank you so much for what you do. We all thank you!

K: You’re sure welcome… I’m be here.


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April 27, 2012 at 5:05 am

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The Night The Devil Got Scared!

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The Night The Devil Got Scared!

The Devil stood behind the old man’s desk chair. He looked over his shoulder as the man wrote.  The notes may not have been clearly understood to the average reader, but the Devil had no problem understanding their meaning.

A smirk of disdain came over Lucifer’s face. He knew what those notes were about. They spelled nothing but trouble for him. He knew what would happen if the words on these notes were ever spoken aloud and certain people heard them. Something had to be done immediately to keep that from happening!

The old man kept writing. The more he wrote, the more serious the Devil’s face became. This was an emergency! He had to intervene and defuse the situation. He had to do something, and do something now!

The old man suddenly bent over and laid his head on his desk. His shoulders shook slightly as he silently cried. His passion and fervor caused his heart much pain as he thought about the present danger to some of those he loved.

But then another thought crossed the man’s mind and he quickly wrote it down. The Devil read what he had written, and panicked.

Turning aside, he called to his Imps standing idly by. He bellowed out orders in a tone that they knew signaled a Red Alert.

“You,” he said, “make sure David has to work late tonight.

“And you,” he said point to another Imp, “make sure that Mary’s kids get sick immediately.”

“Go, create a plumbing problem at Bob’s house NOW!” He said to another.

“Oh, and while we’re at it,” he said looking at the fourth Imp, “give Sandra plenty of homework tonight. And if you’ve got time, give old Charlie a headache.”

The Imps howled their fiendish delight at the prospect of carrying out their orders. They all immediately vanished to complete their duties.

The frown on the Devil’s face relaxed somewhat. The smirk of confidence came back to him. He crossed his arms and turned his attention elsewhere for the moment.

The phone on the desk rang.

“First Pentecostal Church,” the old man said, “Pastor Jones speaking.”

“Pastor, this is David. I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news. The boss just came by and said we will all have to work overtime tonight. So, I won’t be able to be in church tonight. I am very sorry.”

“I am too, Brother David. I felt like the Lord had a special word for you tonight.” Pastor Jones said. “But, thanks for calling.”

The pastor leaned back in his chair and shook his head.  He looked at his notes again and made a small addition.

Within minutes, the phone jangled again.

The caller was Mary. “Pastor, I’m calling for prayer. My two little ones have come down with something. They are running fevers. I am going to have to keep them in tonight. I know I need to be in church. I was certainly planning on being there tonight. Lately it seems it’s always something that keeps us out. If it’s not one thing, it seems to be another. Please keep us in your prayers.”

“I will, Sister Mary. I was hoping you could be there tonight. Missing church always takes an expensive toll on our soul. Thank you for calling.

Pastor Jones leaned forward and placed his face in his hands. He prayed a prayer for the sick babies, but he prayed against the working of the enemy in Sister Mary’s family too.

Before the hour was up, Brother Bob called. Somehow the septic tank back-flushed into the house and over 200 gallons of sewage flooded the main floor. Plumbers, and insurance people were on their way over. He would have to move into a motel tonight.

The Devil had a relaxed smile on his face. His boys were doing good work. They sure knew how to keep people out of church.

Sandra was the last to call. “Pastor,” she said, “I have a major test tomorrow. It will determine 60% of my final grade. I really need to study and cram for this test. I need to be excused tonight.”

The blinking light on the machine told him that a message had come in while he was on the phone. It was from Charlie. He had come home from the mall with a headache and didn’t think he would feel good enough to come to church.

The Pastor saw the handiwork of the Devil. The very ones that needed the sermon he was preparing wouldn’t be there to hear it tonight. Why couldn’t some people recognize Satan’s handiwork when things kept coming up to keep them home from church?

The pastor knew that sometimes there were legitimate excuses for folks to miss church. Too often however, some that stayed home were still well enough to go to work, school or Wal-Mart. Yet they found it easy to miss church.

Why couldn’t people get a revelation of the importance of faithfulness to every service? Was he the only one that could see that? Why couldn’t they see patterns developing in their lives that kept them out of church? Didn’t they see that it was the Devil’s business to keep them out of church?

The Imps came back into the room and the Devil high-fived them all. There was minimal damage the preacher’s message could do tonight!

The pastor picked up his Bible and his sermon notes and headed to the prayer room. He prayed for a mighty move of the Holy Ghost in the service. The Devil was fighting against the church, but God was greater. Satan would not prevail. God was still on the throne! The way Satan was fighting the church was to him a sign to him that Revival was on the way!

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February 26, 2012 at 11:24 am