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I didn't grow up in a big city and I don't like shopping, so for a long time the term "window shopping" didn't mean anything to me. It wasn't until recently, that I realized I've been a window shopper my entire life -- but in a different way. Instead of gazing at mannequins through polished glass and wanting something I didn't need, I've used my eyes for another type of shopping -- something the Bible calls covetousness and envy.
An idea, a passing thought,
Desires I neither seek nor sought.
Quickly rejected, pushed away,
Disgusted at myself I pray
Confident and reassured
That what I thought was quite absurd,
I focus on something else.
No sooner have I new resolve,
Pressure mounts. My reason absolves
My heart to pursue its pleasure,
And my eyes to consume treasure --
Both stolen and blood-stained.
Almost lost I cry out for help.
My mind continues to play games,
I try to think of something else.
Heart, why have you betrayed me?
Why have you opened my eyes to see
Things they can't have?
-- by: Daniel Ryan Day