Maybe It's Not Lust. Maybe It's Longing.

Maybe It's Not Lust. Maybe It's Longing. By Sherita Jones | The Anointing Grace It Was Just Coffee It was supposed to be just coffee. An old friend reached out, and we made plans to meet. On the surface there was nothing wrong with it. No plans to cross a line. No intention to sin. Just two people catching up. But something was happening in the spirit, and I could feel it. Memories I had not thought about in years began to stir. Flashbacks surfaced uninvited. And I knew, in the place where the Holy Ghost bears witness, that I did not want any part of what was quietly being set up. So I did the only thing I knew to do. I canceled before we ever sat down. Then I started casting those memories down. I pushed my mind toward God and His Word, and every time a memory tried to replay, I replaced it with Him. And somewhere in that wrestling, the Lord showed me something I did not expect. I was not craving that person. I was craving intimacy. Maybe that is where you are too. Maybe you a...