A couple of days ago, I stopped at a local florist shop to pick up some posies for my wife. The first thing I saw when I opened the door was a woman on her hands-n-knees with her tail-end facing the door. It was the typical “plumber’s crack view,” with a hint of feminine lace fringe. Luckily my ninja training kicked in and my eyes went into “bounce mode” while I went away from the sight and up to the counter. Of course, she was also the employee working the counter and asked if she could help me. I said I had called earlier about their special and she dutifully got up to take my order; and of course, she was sporting a different version of plumber’s crack on her chest – time to bounce again – but not too far in order to avoid being rude (had to focus on her forehead).
In my BC (before Christ) years, I would have hesitated at the door and my eyes would have gone into “video capture mode” and all images downloaded into the mental rolodex for later ‘scrutiny’. More images would have been stored from the frontal shots, but my vice of choice back in those days would have been the south end. Thank God, and I mean literally – thank God – that has all changed.
Matthew 5:27-28 (NIV) – “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart.”
So…I can’t help wondering why so many women dress provocatively and where do most men “fall” between the extremes of deliberate lust and recovering porn addicts when they look at the fairer sex?
Certainly the lady at the florist shop was not selling her “virtues” that were on display, and I was certainly not attempting to buy them either (nor was I shopping). However, I don’t know how many times I have watched other men twist their heads like owls in order to feast their eyes on a woman (or young girl) that was showing an abundance of skin. Unfortunately, the parade of butt cheeks and mammary glands is abundant: shopping malls, the workplace, receptionist at professional offices, and yes…Walmart.
I’ve skimmed articles from feminists that proclaim that their body is “their body!” and they can proclaim their female gender any way they please to. Unless we want to enter the realm of transgender, I think biology has taken care of the issue of identifying the opposite sex pretty well and uncovering really suits no purpose – or does it?
From my limited perspective, when women wear a short skirt, low cut blouse, thong on the beach, etc., they’re fishing, some desperately. Ladies…if that’s what you’re doing, please consider what kind of fish you’re going to catch; i.e., the big googly eyed ones that will not stop looking even after they’re supposedly trapped in your aquarium of (sometimes) wedded bliss. “Sometimes” is in parentheses since living together is so accepted now.
While my wife & I were in the initial throes of my recovery from porn (etc), we learned that men are visual (gee – no kidding) and that they get their intimacy through sex; whereas women were more relational and their intimacy was the post climax cuddle, or better yet – the casual foreplay of being loved throughout the day. However, when sex occurs out of marriage it’s like your favorite potato chip – bet you can’t eat just one! You eat the one (maybe two) and still find yourself empty…still wanting more because there is just something missing. Frequent sexual partners, frequent masturbation is just a potato chip. You need the full meal deal of marriage, and commitment to your significant other to fully realize what God wanted for us.
Porn gradually changed how I viewed women; from being a person to becoming an object. After viewing the hundreds of pictures available for free on the internet it becomes similar to looking at the a diagram for cuts of meat:
Which morphs into something disgusting, like this:
Sure, you can rationalize the damage is already done, the camera shutter has closed and the pictures have been uploaded; the women are probably 20 years older now and have their doctorates in psychology because posing for pictures was the only way to work through college.
When I quit looking at porn I gradually ceased looking at women as objects – including my wife. My relationship with her now is the best that I have ever had. It is what God intended in the first place and I’m so fortunate and thankful.
Ladies & gents, that is what I wish for you too. Respect each other. Love each other for who they are, not what they think they need to be (to capture your eye).
I’m sure at some point in our lives that we’ve witnessed some kind of nature show that let’s us see all the crazy things that go on in the animal kingdom when romance is in the air. Typically it seems that the males are the “pretty boys;” especially when it comes to birds, however mandrill baboons are fairly sporty looking too.
Jump up to the higher mammals and it seems that the roles reverse in that human females invest a lot of effort into looking desirable and available. Although I have seen some males that …well…never mind. My first wife was into the eye shadow, base, blush, etc. and she didn’t over do it – which was good. I had seen plenty of “painted ladies of the night” while in the service overseas. My wife “until death do us part” has never indulged in make up, or what I used to refer to as “war paint.” I think the key thing for women is to remember that you can’t wear that stuff 24/7. You actually have to wash and sleep sometime; then guess what? The man in your life will see you as you are, and that should be all that matters in the first place.
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