When did married sex become unsexy? Can I be honest? A couple years ago when Fifty Shades of Grey hit the scene like some sort of super erotic earthquake, I couldn’t help but borrow the book (somehow I was justified if I didn’t actually pay for it). I had to know what all the fuss was about!
I read the first chapter. I was glued to the pages. I read the second chapter and I felt myself becoming addicted. I couldn’t put it down. I had eyes for nothing or no one. I had caught Christian Grey fever.
I got through the first 3 or 4 chapters and started having sexual thoughts that I had never had before. I started comparing and you know what happens when us girls start comparing. Things get very scary for everyone involved.
Thankfully, I never broke out the whips and chains, but I certainly considered it (don’t act like you never thought about it). Suddenly married sex was boring sex. Suddenly I wanted; no, I NEEDED more.
With every chapter I read, God’s voice got louder and louder. Chapter one, God whispered “Jory, not a good idea.” It was easy to ignore. Chapter two, God softly spoke, “Time to give that book back.” Again, I ignored Him. Chapter three & four, I shut off my heart to God’s voice (I needed to know what would happen next; would you be quiet God)?
Chapter five, God demanded I lie it down. If you know God, you know that He is quite the gentleman and sometimes He is easy to push aside until He is ready to get your attention. Then watch out! He is like a protective daddy and if I didn’t dislike guns I would compare Him to the Rodney Atkins song “Cleaning This Gun (Oh calm down gun activists – you are reading about SEX).”
When God says enough, that means enough and that time I was wise enough to listen. I gave the book back as soon as I could. Just having it in my house was like a cokehead having a bag of blow in the house. One more second and I would have devoured the whole book in one night.
Once I got rid of my stash, I was able to think clearly again. I can’t believe a “Jesus Feminist” like me wanted Christian Grey to beat the crap out of me and make me sign some sick, possessive contract. Talk about making abusing women look sexy and appealing.
I don’t talk about the devil all that much because I don’t like when Christians give him too much attention and power, but if this was not one of his schemes to further suppress women, I don’t know what is! I hate him so much for tricking me for even five chapters. Did you get fooled too?
If so, you are not alone girlfriend! But I choose married-sex! I choose true love, which is always satisfied with their lover. I choose freedom from abuse and sexual manipulation! I choose to advocate for females all around the world who are being forcefully raped, controlled, and tortured; the ones who would never sign over their sexual rights if they had rights in the first place.
I choose to be an American woman who uses her freedom for good and is not blind to these facts. I won’t allow myself to get caught up in some twisted fairytale again. Instead I will focus my efforts on setting the captive free.
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