Christian Author Donna Dawson

Duke is at it again.  His pet human returned home recently but he still insists that I need my own personal editor.  At every opportunity that shiny black nose pokes through my door, snuffles around my floor for stray crumbs (he makes a great vacuum) and then precedes the rodent-like body to my office.  There he parks and waits for me to fill him in on all the particulars of my latest writing project.  And from his place of importance beneath the protective legs of my computer desk, he pronounces judgement.  Today's words of wisdom were actually--well--wise. 

I poured my heart out to the silent Duke, telling him of the post to my site offering pornographic material.  I complained that this kind of stuff is sickening and people like that have something wrong with them.  I whined that this ill-minded reprobate was a woman no less and that something should be done. 

Duke pulled himself up to his full eight inch height, shook his dark shaggy coat, tipped that pert nose into the air and informed me that I should pray.  Pray!  I didn't want to pray.  I wanted to get very eloquent with this Girl_21.  I wanted to teach her that words could say so much more without the need for foul implecations.  I wanted to put her in her place. 

Pray.  With nothing more to say and no offer to cry on a fuzzy shoulder, imperious Duke strutted back to his royal abode leaving me with that one word.  Pray. 

I thought about it.  Why does a person become involved in pornography?  Why do they pass the illness on to others?  The answer came to me in two shakes of a Chihuahua tail and I was humbled.  They are hurting.  They don't value themselves and so can't see value in others.  They feel so much pain that they are uncaring toward the pain they inflict on others.  Duke was right.  Prayer is the best recourse against the foulness of the enemy and so, Girl_21, I will be praying for you.  Praying that God will bring you to the end of your pain.  Praying that he will bind you from hurting others with your trash.  Praying that he will undermine your computer skills so that you can't polute the web any longer.  Praying that you will see through your pain enough to know that he loves you dearly.

Thank you, Duke, for the reminder.