Posted on 07/09/2015 4:22:36 PM PDT by Roman_War_Criminal
For evangelicals who lament last Fridays Supreme Court decision, its been a hard few days. We arent asking for emotional pity, nor do I suspect many people are eager to give us any. Our pain is not sacred. Making legal and theological decisions based on what makes people feel better is part of what got us into this mess in the first place. Nevertheless, it still hurts.
There are many reasons for our lamentation, from fear that religious liberties will be taken away to worries about social ostracism and cultural marginalization. But of all the things that grieve us, perhaps whats been most difficult is seeing some of our friends, some of our family members, and some of the folks weve sat next to in church giving their hearty Amen to a practice we still think is a sin and a decision we think is bad for our country. Its one thing for the whole nation to throw a party we cant in good conscience attend. Its quite another to look around for friendly faces to remind us were not alone and then find that they are out there jamming on the dance floor. We thought the rainbow was Gods sign (Gen. 9:8-17).
If you consider yourself a Bible-believing Christian, a follower of Jesus whose chief aim is to glorify God and enjoy him forever, there are important questions I hope you will consider before picking up your flag and cheering on the sexual revolution. These questions arent meant to be snarky or merely rhetorical. They are sincere, if pointed, questions that I hope will cause my brothers and sisters with the new rainbow themed avatars to slow down and think about the flag youre flying.
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One perversion helps another along, as there is a kind of "solidarity in sin."
I think we're both agreed on that.
Or as natural as it is for sperm to swim into latex or spermicidal foam? ;-)
I meant to ping you to #42 — I thought I did, but somehow it got lost . . .86 degrees and humid might have something to do with it! :(
The thought occurred to me, "Why am I doing this to myself? Why am I putting stuff in my body I wouldn't put in my compost pile? Who is the "enemy" against whom I am urged to use all this chemical warfare: my own internal wet wonderland, which ought to be kept as pristine as any of the waterways of the world?? My own clever, cunning and ingenious sexual anatomy, which is just fine and functional, thank you, but here I'm trying to sabotage it? My potential fair children?
I think it was a hearty appreciation of my own embodied self, and a whiff of disgust against contraception, that helped turn me away from superficial passing-fancy sex and turned me toward the Almighty and His designs.
God my Savior! Funny how grace uses anything.
And you seem to have lucked out with don-o — if that’s not making it too personal! LOL!
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