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Let's Talk About Sex...Again


My wedding night was going to be the best night of my marriage. Romantic, passionate, and full of wonder. I had been dreaming about it my whole adult life.  

I had made it to my wedding day physically pure, which I thought was the ultimate goal of a Christian woman. What I hadn't been taught was that I would still have to deal with emotional and physical obstacles. Even though we were now married, I struggled with feeling dirty and ashamed around my husband. I struggled with physical pain, with frustration, with disappointment. 

I had spent most of my life being consciously or subconsciously taught that leaving certain parts of my body uncovered would cause little boys and later guys and men to, at best, be distracted by my body, and at worse to take it as an invitation for something more. Sex education classes in school, advertisers on TV, well-meaning family, and everyone within my Christian circles had taught me that my body parts were somehow dirty, shameful, and sinful. 

So as a young woman that wanted to serve the Lord, I spent my teenage and young adult years doing my best to be "un-sexy." I was careful not to lead any guy on. I avoided wearing dresses and shorts. I rarely spoke of my feelings or even gave a clue that I thought any guy was cute. I kept my body, my mind, and my heart to myself. Because God forbid anyone should know that inside this intellectual shell was a woman that was actually attracted to the opposite gender! 

But hey, my wedding day would change all that, right? I thought somehow, getting married would suddenly make me the greatest lover ever. But it was the greatest disappointment ever when I didn't become that awesome woman overnight. 

After a few years of wondering what was wrong with me as a new wife, I started to look for answers.  I read books, talked to older women, took courses, and did a lot of soul-searching with the Lord. I had to learn to ignore the voices in my head telling me I was dirty, or sex was dirty, or my husband didn't like my dirty body, and to replace them with truth:

God made our bodies to be good, not evil. 

  • Genesis 2:25: They were both naked, the man and his wife, and they were not ashamed. God originally made mankind without clothing, in fact without fur or feathers like the animals, and they walked around just fine with the Lord. (Clothing came when sin entered the picture.) 
  • Genesis 1:26: Then God said, "Let us make man in our image, in our likeness." How awesome is that? If we resemble our Father, who is perfect, than we must be good stuff too!
  • Psalm 139:14: I thank you because I am awesomely madewonderfullyyour works are wonders — I know this very well.

God created sex; the enemy did not. 

  • Genesis 9:7: Be fruitful and increase in number, and multiply on the earth and increase upon it.
  • Song of Songs 1:1: Let him smother me with kisses from his mouth, for your love is better than wine. All of Song of Songs paints an amazing picture of physical and emotional love. 

It has taken several years to become comfortable around my husband. Several years for God's truth to seep down and change my mind and heart. Learning that sex is a beautiful thing and that my body is beautiful has given me a new freedom in my marriage. And the best part is that it was all God's idea to begin with! 




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