What a creation!
Yet the creator beholds them all and says they are good!
The root of many’s fall
The gift that causes ruin.
Is that sexuality?
It is expressed in different ways and manner
Men and women having varied media of expression
Most times the most heralded are the base expressions
The crudest means are the most celebrated
Oh! What a gift.
Women express theirs in ludicrous ways
Through barely or lightly covered cleavages they call for attention
Through skirts way above the knee, they call for prodding eyes
Through tight tops, they shout without words
See these pair, catch a glimpse of nature’s gift.
Men express theirs in even more complicated means
They throw dough at the women and get them crawling
They speak words engraved with deceit, yet seducing women
They hide behind shadows to catch a glimpse of her nudity
Oh! What wreckage lies between the legs?
Does the creator of man truly love?
Why give us a gift that would cause so much harm?
You charge the godly unmarried man to preserve this gift
Waiting for that woman to whom alone he is worthy of conjugal union
Oh! What a duel, in which your enemy has more sophisticated weaponry.
Now I understand the mystery of humanity
Now I can catch a glimpse of his intent
Now I comprehend the theology found in John 15
Where the young and handsome son of the creator said
“Cut off from me, you can do NOTHING”.
Our adversary is stronger, our enemy is mightier,
Each new day he re-invents more base means of expressing sexuality
He created pornography and made it seem both enjoyable and profitable
He created indecency and called it fashion
He created fornication and called it love-making.
Where can you go to hide from the reality of his invention?
In God we can find a Shelter.
The road to this shelter may be covered with thorns and twists
To walk this road you must wear: discipline, self-control and perseverance
Oh! So there is still respite.
When next your adversary comes,
Claded in his manifold forms: pornography, indecency, lust, fornication
Do not stand to fight, because by strength you cannot prevail
Run to the shelter where the creator of your adversary
Would stand and fight this fight with you.
Gracias, the walk of moral rectitude and chastity is a tiring one
Though you fall, you must rise and keep walking.
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