Two testimonies to ponder as Holy Week begins:

Vain trifles and trivialities, my old loves held me back. They tugged at the garment of my flesh and whispered: "Are you getting rid of us? From this moment shall we never be with you again?" ... They were not confronting me face to face, but whispering behind my back, as if they were furtively tugging at me as I was leaving, trying to persuade me to look back. Nevertheless they held me back. I hesitated to detach myself, to be rid of them, to make the leap upwards on the way I was being called. Meanwhile the overwhelming force of habit was saying to me: "Do you think you can live without them?" (Augustine of Hippo)I tried to stop and I couldnt stop. It was horrific. Part of what I learned in treatment, being there for 45 days you learn a lot. You strip away the denial, the rationalization, and you come to the truth, and the truth is very painful at times. To stare at yourself and look at the person youve become . . . you become disgusted. I was living a life of a lie. I really was. I was doing a lot of things that hurt a lot of people. (Tiger Woods)