12 Months

By Lynn Thompson

12 Months is a book I decided to write based on my convictions about getting close to God. I felt like pornographic movies was not an addiction until I realized it was keeping me from growing in God. I made porn my god, so what I did was I decided to stop watching. And for the first twelve months, I wrote about how I felt every twentieth of the month, and it turned into me reflecting back on all the events in my life since I could remember as a child that led to me watching porn. It became a healing process, and I learned that God could deliver you from anything that you need to be delivered from so you can discover his plan and purpose for your life and use those things that bound you as your testimony and a guide to Christ and deliverance.

So many men struggle with this. And those that want to come to Christ leave Christ because they feel that they can’t get away from it and that no one can give them the answer. But actually, to become a disciple, some things go away, and some things need to be delivered from. Moreover, I believe that 12 Months will help so many men stay with Christ, continue to seek Christ, be delivered of those things that convict them, use it as a disciple, and be a great testimony for others.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Covenant Books, Inc.
• Release date: Aug 11, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685260606

Lynn Thompson

Lynn Thompson’s place is in the Land of Enchantment, where the sky is turquoise blue, the fires rage, and there is rain and/or snow without a cloud in the sky.Lynn lives with her husband, son, dog, cat, and a tank full of fish. In her spare time she loves to hike, camp, read and write fiction.She has a degree in graphic arts and web design, but doesn’t have a specific genre that she writes her books in. She has two novels out: Blake-A Montana Dayton Novel and Sterling-A Montana Dayton Novel. She also has two short stories books out: Dark Fates and News Worthy.

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Table of Contents

Cover

Title

Month 1

Month 2

Month 3

Month 4

Month 5

Month 6

Month 7

Month 8

Month 9

Month 10

Month 11

Month 12 Pt.1

Month 12 Pt.2

Month 12 Pt.3

Month 12 Pt.4

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12 Months

Lynn Thompson

ISBN 978-1-68526-059-0 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-68526-060-6 (Digital)

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Month 1: July 20, 2018

I’m sitting here in our family room, listening to a mix of gospel songs off of YouTube on the Bluetooth speaker that was a gift for my father’s birthday/get together that my wife held for me. I decided to document my journey for the first year. How can I say this? It was never, to me, a problem. It was like every other normal thing in my life. It was just second nature to me, like, brush my teeth, floss, rinse with some cheap but effective mouthwash, and wash my face. On other occasions, I’ll shave and then shower. Anyway! It has been since June 26, 2018, a Tuesday that I’ve finally accepted that I not only have to pray for deliverance, but I have to accept that. In order to be closer to God, in order to go higher in Christ, to really be able to walk in my purpose and execute my assignment, this part of my life has to never return. A secret, something I didn’t need to share with anyone. I did this in private.

After I gave my life to God in 2015, it was a late night in my mother’s spare bedroom where through the self-inflicted pain of guilt, karma, and the man in the mirror syndrome. The Lord spoke to me. What I heard was commit or die! Already crying, I simply said, I will. My life instantly changed. See, I was in a relationship for ten years. I made that my god. It separated me from my family. I included my daughter who I was still trying to build a relationship with. What I’m trying to say is, the only thing I was committed to being my messy learned behavior I’d been doing my whole life. I hurt everybody around me. I had no consciousness. I did me and still felt righteous about being a family man.

I used to think it was because I was a Gemini or I got my wretched ways from my father. Getting to know my biological dad was very eye-opening, meaning, um! The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree, if you know what I mean. I love my dad and who I was, was not his fault. The devil is a lie. I was forty-two years old and back living with my mother. For the ones who didn’t know, I moved out of my mother’s house and from under her rule when I graduated from high school. I was nineteen, extremely independent, and wanted to be free. Now that I look back, I’m like, free from what? My mother was dedicated to raising my sister, my brother, and me. She’s five foot one and doesn’t play at all. I’m just now at forty-five, able to talk and have a relationship with her. She had me when she was eighteen, so you can say we grew up together. Well, that’s how I put it.

To be honest, I went back a few times in my twenties, but they were very short, never longer than one to three months. I have only been in three relationships, if you ask me. I was never faithful, I cheated unconsciously every, and I mean, every chance I got. I hated myself after every time, but it never stopped me. I love women, and I wanted as many that would have me. It may seem like I’m getting off subject, but trust, it’ll all tie in.

I decided to attend my Uncle’s church. All my family attended. It’s like a family reunion on Sunday morning, so you can imagine how interesting it can get. First, I believe in my heart, then I confessed with my mouth,