Indulge to the flesh's impulses
Jonah 4:2
2 He prayed to the Lord and said, “Oh, Lord, this is just what I thought would happen when I was in my own country.
This is what I tried to prevent by attempting to escape to Tarshish!—because I knew that you are gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and abounding in mercy, and one who relents concerning threatened judgment.
Indulge
Many thoughts float through the room in the presence of slumber
How can I even remember some … as vastness fills my heart?
Are these thoughts locked deep inside to lay there encumbered?
Until a need arises unexpectedly as information then imparts
Maybe there are no secrets … just places where we put them
Maybe the only remembrance intact is what we want to know
Surely after all there is a potential between me and mayhem
Almost hidden behind an indifference that just won’t let me go
Maybe thought is a gift mostly taken for granted?
Maybe that is why we act so much on impulse
We possibly need a shift to get out of certain habits
That still and steal our desire and make us indulge
Jan Wienen