This world sucks.
It's an awful place.
I can be so lonely, unkind, selfish, and scary. It makes you feel weary and broken-hearted. People can do such horrible things. Like the Aurora shooting. Or the terrorists who feel they are right to kill people if they don't believe the religion that they believe in.
It stinks.
We got on the subjects of 50 Shades of Gray, which, I must tell you, has been on my mind so much lately. I'm confused as to why so many people are reading it like it's no big deal. All I know is that it's this couple who is in love but they venture into a sexual world of BDSM, which is an acronym for Bondage, Dominance, Sadism, Masochism.
This blows my mind.
This is totally messed up. Sex is such a sacred thing in the Bible. When I'm married, I always pictured it as being really loving and gentle. I would never EVER want to be hurt, especially in precious moments like having sex with someone that loves me. And I can't imagine enjoying hurting the person I love. It's crazy how successful that book has been.
In today's world, we are desensitized. We are so exposed to sex. We see it on tv shows and movies all the time. Media has made sex out to be something you do after you go on a casual date with someone. Nakedness is a common occurrence and is treated like it's nothing because "it's just natural." It is natural, of course. But it should be treasured. It should be kept in secret, so that when you find someone who loves you, they can look forward to the day that they can commit to you in marriage and see the precious things you've kept from everyone else.
Song of Songs is an amazing book to read especially if you want to grasp the Biblical view of sex. The author is Solomon. This book is a wedding song honoring marriage and it's been criticized a lot for it's explicit (for the Bible) statements on sex. It bounces between the views of their friends, the girl (the "beloved"), and Solomon (the "lover"). Here's a piece of what Solomon says about his beloved in chapter 4:
How beautiful you are, my darling!
Oh, how beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
descending from the hills of Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
not one of them is alone.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
your mouth is lovely.
Your temples behind your veil
are like the halves of a pomegranate.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,
built with courses of stone;
on it hang a thousand shields,
all of them shields of warriors.
5 Your breasts are like two fawns,
like twin fawns of a gazelle
that browse among the lilies.
6 Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh
and to the hill of incense.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling;
there is no flaw in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon,
from the lions’ dens
and the mountain haunts of leopards.
9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How delightful is your love , my sister, my bride!
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
more than any spice!
11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
milk and honey are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments
is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride;
you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates
with choice fruits,
with henna and nard,
14 nard and saffron,
calamus and cinnamon,
with every kind of incense tree,
with myrrh and aloes
and all the finest spices.
15 You are a garden fountain,
a well of flowing water
streaming down from Lebanon.
come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon,
from the lions’ dens
and the mountain haunts of leopards.
9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How delightful is your love , my sister, my bride!
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
more than any spice!
11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
milk and honey are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments
is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride;
you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates
with choice fruits,
with henna and nard,
14 nard and saffron,
calamus and cinnamon,
with every kind of incense tree,
with myrrh and aloes
and all the finest spices.
15 You are a garden fountain,
a well of flowing water
streaming down from Lebanon.
So he spends half of this chapter describing how perfect everything is about her, including her teeth.
Then he compares her purity to the finest garden he can think of. And he's gonna explore that garden ;)
He's over-the-moon for this woman. He's found the one whom his soul and heart loves. He absolutely adores her. Do you think he would ever fantasize about hurting her? Inflicting pain on her?
Ladies.
The male lead in 50 Shades.
You do not need a man like him. I've already heard that women want their own Christian Gray. I've never read the book, but all I know is that I do not want a man who wants to make me uncomfortable and dreams about doing strange, frightening things to me.
Ladies.
Get a man who dreams about you the way Solomon dreams about his beloved. A man that knows you are the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Who thinks you're delicate and should be treated as such.
Believers in Christ.
This world sucks for us. We seriously have to combat everything. Then we grow weary and feel like our prayers are wearing thin. But do not worry. We are are strangers in this world. It's okay if you are sad and can't stop the tears for what you must face.
Some day you will touch the face of our God.
And the sorrows will disappear.
But until then, we are strangers in this world. And that makes me very happy.
I got that from Tenth Ave's new album. It's such a lovely listen. It gives me so much hope.
Hang in there. It's a sad place sometimes, but you have access to a God that will carry you through. Who will lift you up. Who loves you more than anything you could ever dream of. No matter what chains you down and what stains you think you have, God thinks you are a precious, lovely little thing. I'll type out my prayer for you:
Lord,
Be with the woman who is reading this blog. If she is sad, shower her with happiness and show her your powerful love. Let her find a man who is strong in his faith and will treat her better than she ever expected. Forgive her (and me) of being unfaithful to You and not believing in what You are. Help her to know that she is beautiful beyond description. Bring so much blessings on her, Lord.
Be with the man who is reading this blog. Help him rise up in his weakness and find faith in You. Cleanse his mind of filthy things that Satan has forced in. Do away with his unhappy thoughts. Lord, he deserves so much more than what he deals with in his life. Forgive him for his unfaithfulness and show him Your ocean of grace that he can fall into and be free in his struggle.
Amen.
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