Tricked you…there actually is no dilemma in the topic I’m about to discuss. Well…at least there shouldn’t be. Morality. What in the world are single adults, and mid-single adults thinking??? I’ll tell you what they’re thinking…that it’s no big deal to get naked with the opposite sex. That touchin’ boobies and things, is an expected and normal part of a make-out. That activities containing the word “sex” in their title are far from sex, and therefore not bad. Or that ‘Snapchatt’ing dirty porno ‘selfies’ is flirty and fun. I’m blown away by the stories that I keep hearing. Have we forgotten everything we were ever taught about the law of chastity and where the line is?
Now- don’t you start reading this and think I’m judging you. Well actually I guess I am judging all of us and our actions – but I’m not over here thinking I’m better than you. I’m only thinking that some may need a reminder of how detrimental immorality is. And some may need a reminder of where the line should be, and a realization that they actually happen to cross it on a regular basis. Let’s call it what it is… the endless rationalizations are seriously hilarious.
I was raised in a very open family in regards to topics of conversation. My parents sat all 12 of us down for FHE many a time with a pop up book of the human anatomy. (Yes… a pop up book!) These family home evening lessons were filled with groans of disgust, ear plugging, and tightly shut eyes. To this day I cannot handle the appropriate terminology for body parts…that might show some immaturity on my part…whatever- just don’t say that stuff around me.
Well when I began dating, my older brother Seth had a sit down talk with me. It was mortifying hearing him discuss things that would be inappropriate for me to participate in, and where the line was. Imagine having your brother tell you that when you’re kissing a boy, and he rubs up on any part of your body, it’s bad. I didn’t have a clue what that meant, but he assured me boys are very well aware of what they are doing – so beware of their sneaky attempts at being shady. I listened that day and understood loud and clear what was ok to do with a boy. Pretty much…I could kiss ’em. End of story.
Ummm guess what everyone…the story still ends there! The values we have and the laws of chastity that are laid before us, didn’t shift just because we turned 30. If anything we should be more strict with our line because our hormones are raging! Trust me…this body of mine wants to be makin’ some babies. I get it. And honestly I guess I’m doing this post so that I remember that my standards aren’t allowed to shift as a congratulatory boobie prize for being the last in the whole wide world to ever get married. (Ha…I think that was funny.)
A girl once told me she actually had more testosterone than the average girl, so it was harder for her to be good, and therefore she shouldn’t be judged so harshly. That’s the freaking dumbest girl I’ve ever met. Girl…you don’t know hard. How about trying to actually withstand the temptation and not give in. Now that’s hard. It’s way harder to be good. Way.
So I give props to the ones that are working so hard to be good. It is hard work. I also give props to the ones that are working so hard to get back to being good. That is probably even harder work. The topic of morality and all that it entails, has endless discussion points. But there really should be no dilemma. Remember where the line was years ago…and get back in front of it.