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Slippery Slope

I have procrastinated writing this for so long because the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it? (Jeremiah 17:9)

I have been a Christian for basically as long as I can remember, and the main rhetoric I remember from growing up Is everyone always telling me how wise and mature I was. I thought I didn’t let it get to my head and affect my walk with God but it definitely did. That was revealed in the season of this slippery slope.

I honestly don’t really want to write this but this season has so drastically changed my life and perspective on things that I know its necessary.

Well here goes nothing.

I believe we go and grow through things not to benefit self but for God to help others so if this story can help or encourage someone else then it genuinely was worth it.

Last year I started playing weekly volleyball with friends from church and it was so exciting going from having no community to constantly meeting new people, I met a few guys that lived in Coronado and we all clicked and started a lil crew that did everything together for the next few months. We climbed every weekend and would do movie nights and dinners at least 3 times a week and it was genuinely such a fun season and they started coming to church. My perspective at the time was “wow how cool is this, I can have fun and share the gospel” and we truly had so many cool conversations and breakthrough moments.

After a few months a few of the guys moved away and that left a smaller crew so I started hanging out one on one with one guy in particular. This is when the slippery slope began.

My close friends had warned me that I was being dumb but I genuinely was so settled in the fact that my heart was good and I didn’t need boundaries “cough cough Jeremiah 17”9 cough) We had become such close friends and crossed so many emotional lines because I saw him as a close friend it was only a matter of time before we fell.

The lesson that I had to learn was that guys and girls cannot be friends. Period. I thought I was better than that – above reproach. I knew my heart, I was wise and mature etc etc…

My dad gave me a purity ring when I was 13 and I was so proud of it and how anti cultural I was, dare I say I put too much of my identity in this fact. It had never crossed my mind that I would so easily throw that away. Looking back despite the despair and earthly consequences my actions caused in my family and community I am really grateful for this experience because I needed to be brought to my knees to see my own depravity to actually rely on Christ’s sacrifice and not my own goodness.

This was a slow completely avoidable car crash but If I can help someone else avoid it awesome.

With that said. Learn from my mistake. Guys and girls cannot be friends. Full stop. A question I have learnt to ask myself is “would I interact with this person the same way if their significant other was in the room, if the answer is no then you should probably stop” Boundaries do not signify your weakness, they signify your desire to serve God and acknowledge your fleshly short comings in hopes of honoring him and his creation.

So yah, thats the story behind this painting XD

If you have more questions about it I am an open book and would love to talk about it!

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Till next time,

Kales Adventure <3

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