Don’t you hate the feeling when you arrive at a dangerous ledge in your walk with God?

You know you’re saved otherwise He wouldn’t be holding on so tightly. The flesh is fighting for dear life while you suffer with the pivotal choice to stick with Him or selfishly go your own way. I’ve been fighting for years now and it has become almost unbearable. The weight of the temptations.
Don’t you hate the feeling when you arrive at a dangerous ledge in your walk with God?
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