Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts

Friday, 19 January 2007

more sex

i've been going through a stack of 'zed' magazines that mark brought into work. i didn't even know this magazine ever existed - it was published by matthias media in the late 90s, aimed at late high-school, early uni aged people. hopefully i'm not breaking any laws by sharing with you an excerpt from one of john dickson's article on sex that illustrates better what i was trying to write about a couple of posts ago.

['Sexperts'] seem to be the great promoters and freedom-fighters for sex, but when you scratch beneath the beautifully glossy surface, it's just the opposite. The promoters turn out to be demoters; their fight doesn't bring freedom, it sets a trap, which many of us fall into.
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If they thought you wanted to hear, "Be celibate!", that's exactly what [women's magazines]'d be saying. Although they go on and on about sex, they don't value sex at all, except as a way of selling magazines.

The same is true of the movies and the Mardi Gras. On the surface they look like they're fighting for sexual freedom, but scratch beneath the gloss and it turns out they're really promoting sexual selfishness, triviality and unfaithfulness.

Let me explain. My first car was an orange Datsun 1200. It got me from A to B, but it really was a rust bucket. It only cost me a thousand bucks, so I didn't treat it too well and had no problem lending it out to any of my mates. I figured that if they crashed it, it was no big deal. Suppose though, I owned the latest Porsche. I can assure you, there is no way I'd be letting any of my mates anywhere near it, let alone in the driver's seat. A valuable car like that needs respect and the utmost care.

It seems to me that the sexperts of our society have sucked us into a Datsun view of sex. Lend it out. It's not that special. Don't worry about rules and guidelines.

But in God's eyes, sex is more like a Porsche. It is valuable. It demands care. It is something precious to us, not just the machinery we use to get around and enjoy ourselves. God is not against sex, he's very much for it...Remember, the Creator is creative...he invented sex - fantastic, enjoyable, intimate and exciting. And because sex is so valuable, God has given some very smart guidelines and rules for its enjoyjment and to keep us from getting hurt. The sexperts usually say these guidelines are restrictive and boring, but that might just be because they have been fooled into thinking that the Porsche is a Datsun.

zed magazine, issue #7, 1997, p5-6


i like this analogy. but no matter how good the analogy i have a feeling there are certain people (such as my psychologist) who will never concede the point. they just think you're being 'quaint' at best.

Friday, 12 January 2007

singular

i should be getting ready for work, but wanted to post this while i'm thinking about it. before i do, i want to say what this is not. it's not a rant, it's not a whinge, it's not a 'poor-me' treatise...it's just some honest reflections. and a bit rambly too. and maybe over-sharing.

it's about being single. well, it's about more than that...

the caveat in my particular case, as most of you will know, is that i am a Christan and have decided to pursue a particular type of relationship, but that i have not always been that way.

when i was going to a (non-Christian) psychologist last year, this made discussing relationships a tricky area as to her way of thinking i should be able to just go out and hook up with almost any guy ("you're young, you're attractive, you're interesting and fun - what's the problem?"). she suggested in passing that a lot of my emotional problems could probably be solved by having a lot of sex - and not necessarily within the boundaries of a loving relationship. sure, if you're looking at sex as just an endorphin-releasing physical act then fine. but if you're trying to view sex in terms of what God made it for (apart from the functional purpose of procreation, it's meant to be an expression of love and oneness between two people who love each other, and who are joined and are committed to each other in marriage, forsaking all others) then it's not that easy. i think the thing that made it all the more difficult for the psychologist to accept was the fact that i have been sexually active in the past, so as far as she could see there was no difference in me going out and getting laid now - and i have encountered that attitude in others (even from Christian men, would you believe).

it's a struggle to throw off the old self and i wonder whether temptation in this area would be as big a problem for me if i had never 'gone there' in the first place...i guess we'll never know.

this makes the idea of pursuing a godly relationship with anyone kind of difficult. i want to be totally honest with people and have never felt the need to hide anything about my past, figuring that i wouldn't want to be involved with anyone who judged me because of that. but how much and how soon do you divulge all of that in the interests of honesty? i know that revealing this stuff negatively affected my relationship with a Christian guy (who after thinking i ought to be pure as the driven snow then decided i was fair game to treat however he wanted), but then that might have said more about his maturity levels than the situation itself.

and so i find myself still single at 30. i feel a dissatisfaction with the whole idea of casual dating, and the more i think about it the more i understand that it isn't the way relationships should go, where you are loosely committed with no or few strings attached, and where sexual gratification is the main goal. and yet when you start to read Christian books, blogs, etc about relationships it all seems so earnest, so serious, so grave and so far away from my world. i know our society puts too high a premium on the rush of emotion, the idea of chemistry and the superficial elements of attraction but it seems like a lot of the time the only alternative is some austere, detached and cerebral interaction that may or may not result in a deeper relationship.

there's nothing wrong with that necessarily, but for someone who is highly emotional, extremely physical and operates on a more intuitive level, i don't quite know how to conduct myself other than to just...not. which is also unsatisfactory.

i'm generally quite happy being single. but sometimes i long for that intimate companionship and to embark on another phase of life, starting a family with someone, for example. as i mentioned before, sometimes the temptation of a purely physical encounter with someone is so strong i have to be really careful.

and yet i don't want to go out with the primary objective of Meeting Someone. for all that i would love to get married and have children, i don't like the idea of hunting for a man. it just seems so...desperate and distasteful. i've been advised by some people to change churches because there are more (any!) eligible men at other churches. while this might be true, i detest the idea of going to church with the objective of finding a husband. i've been advised to take up dancing lessons, because it's a great way to meet people, despite the fact that i find it really hard to do things like that on my own and would most likely scuttle away at the end of the night rather than trying to talk to people. i don't think it's laziness or fear that leads me to want a more...organic way of beginning a relationship, for want of a better word (organic in the sense that it evolves naturally, without being contrived or forced).

the thing is i don't believe my happiness, or indeed God's plan for my life, revolves around whether or not i get married. i am constantly striving to learn contentment in every situation, including in this area. so if you pray for me, pray that i would be content and that i would trust God, in this and in everything.

okay i've rambled enough and come to absolutely no conclusions. on with the day. well done if you made it to the end!!!

Tuesday, 21 November 2006

lead us...not...into...temptation

also titled:
an honest, slightly embarrassing, admission
and a strong desire to be kept accountable.


i blocked someone from msn this morning. i really hate doing that, as i like to give people the benefit of the doubt and try to get to know them, and msn is a bit of a difficult beast - it's so easy to misread and misunderstand without body language and voice inflections and all the usual indicators that tell you whether someone is serious or joking or flirting or whatever. so when you meet someone online and get to know them through msn or myspace or whatever digital representation they choose to show you (WoW?), it's hard to know what they are really like in the flesh and where the boundaries are and you can find yourself doing and saying things that you would never dream of doing or saying if the person was right there in front of you.

this person seemed like a really really nice guy and someone i'd get along really well with. he sent me a sweet message, i checked out his myspace page and he seemed to be on the level, not like some of the sleazy guys who just want to add a whole bunch of chicks to their friends list. i wrote back to thank him for his message and thought that would be it, but we ended up exchanging msn details.

we had some fun chats that turned towards quite, ahem, extreme and explicit flirtation. for a while i persevered with the contact, thinking it was all a bit of a joke, and he was flattering for sure. it boosted my ego like nothing else! but after a while it became increasingly clear that he didn't want to get to know me, he was only interested in the sexual aspect. and for me, the 'coming down' was terrible; even though i tried to take it as a frivolous interaction, i wondered why he didn't want to talk to me, why he wasn't online, why he hadn't added me to his friends list (an evil invention! it can make you feel so insecure!)...and then one day he pretty bluntly told me that it was impossible for us to have a conversation without it turning to thoughts of sex.

though it would have been pretty obvious to the casual observer, it took me a while to realise i had blundered again, and forgotten to guard my heart. i had bought into the lie that it was harmless, that i was in control, that it was all just a bit of fun. and yet it was screwing with my head and my heart, not to mention running in the complete opposite direction to the way God wants me to go!

i knew the only way i could stop giving in to this was to cut off all connection with him, but even so it took me ages to delete him out of my contacts. i really wanted to believe that we'd be friends, that he would want to know me as much as i wanted to know him. but considering i had given him absolutely no reason to respect me, there is no reason that he would.

anyway. he may read this, he may not. so, t, sorry but the fun wasn't worth the compromise.



some things from a christian webzine i've also been reading this morning that helped clear my thinking (not necessarily directly applicable to me or my situation, and some of you non-christian friends might find it all a bit freaky, but this is where i'm at and the principles are worth thinking about):
sex at the edge of night
preference or sin?
how do i resist sex?