In the joy of life, test will come to us, yesterday one of the most beautiful woman past me by in town, she seem as beautiful as an angel, and her attractiveness was very drawing, I as my own adversary argued with self, even if she was an angel sent to try me, I must in that strength set my mind to the task of the that afternoon. My test has come, she may have some things about her that seem impossible to not fall too. But then I was drawed to her face, tired, lost, bewildered, desperate. I knew in my state, leave her to our Maker, I was not there to aid her, but to see her need, and to pray for her. I was glad that recently I had help other women secretly who had been abused. My victory would be private, but My Maker look on, and my test way to keen, and deep. As I rode my bicycle now free of her movement, My heart set to not allowing my mind to wander back to her, she was not mine to indulge in. I am happily marriage, my wife had been through 13 years of the journey of life with me, this stranger has never set a foot in any of my journey, she need not my intimacies. Her life would not be blessed by my intimacies even secretly either, she was left to our Maker, my life example must continue to be there for them through others quietly. One day I can be a righteous man in front of them, a strong pillar of righteousness to left them know that men can walk righteously, even if women are beautiful. Day 143.