Temptation Series 1: Lust of the Eyes by H. H. Fowler & Karen Rodgers

Author:H. H. Fowler & Karen Rodgers [Fowler, H. H. & Rodgers, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Christian, Religious & Inspirational Fiction, Fiction, Romance, Christian Fiction, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), African American, Religion & Spirituality, Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00QR3DZ2E
Publisher: More Wind, More Fire
Published: 2014-12-08T05:00:00+00:00

No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.

- 1 Corinthians 10:13

Chapter Eight

That evening when I got home, I dropped my keys and handbag on the coffee table and dragged myself to the bathroom to take a cold shower. Waves of disbelief lingered in my thoughts as I constantly took in deep breaths to regain my equilibrium. Should I make Taj out to be the bad guy for the way he’d forced his tongue into my mouth? I don’t know, because part of me desperately wanted to give in to his advances. And although I’d briefly entertained the idea of calling Jennifer to tell her about the incident, I backed out, because I knew in my heart that would make me a hypocrite. Had I listened to that still, small voice in my head by referring Taj to another real estate agent, he and I wouldn’t have had any time to be alone in the first instance.

A heavy layer of conviction was upon me and no matter how much I asked God to forgive me, I couldn’t shake it. Maybe it was because an image of Taj hungrily attacking my lips had etched itself deep within my brain, rewinding over and over again like a galling scratched record. I felt unworthy and out of sync with the moral standards I’d set for myself. That was one of the reasons why I shied away from discussions that focused too much on sex because the only thing those discussions did was awaken the prurient desires of the flesh.

I took off my clothes and examined my almond skin in the mirror. It was flushed and I could only assume it was because of the adrenaline that had been pumping through my veins. I then closed my eyes, wanting to continue my mournful discourse with God. This was an extremely difficult battle for me because there was a real attraction to Taj, hidden beneath all of my efforts to do the right thing. I knew I did not possess the strength to resist that man. Oh dear God, what do I do in a situation like this?

I was about to proceed to the bathroom when I saw a headline flash across my small flat screen TV. Usually, I kept my TV stations locked on TBN or some other gospel station to help maintain a godly atmosphere. But as I studied the headline, which succinctly read, Bishop Errol Jackson’s Testimony, I became immediately interested when the bishop began speaking about his fall from grace.

“I was invited to preach for a week-long revival in Bliss Haven,” he began, “and having made it to the end of the revival, I was physically and emotionally drained. I was resting in the office of the pastor who’d invited me to preach, when I noticed the door to the office rattle open.

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