his
office. “See that chair over there?” he asked. “That’s
my counseling chair. Do you know what complaint I hear most often from married
men?”
“No, what is it?”
“‘I’m just not getting any sex anymore.’ It’s
overwhelming!”
Marriage won’t free you from the coal mine.
If you’ve been impure before your wedding day, you can expect it to crop
up after the honeymoon. If you’re single and watching sensual R-rated
movies, wedded bliss won’t change this habit. If your eyes lock on
passing babes, they’ll still roam after you say “I do.” If
you’re masturbating like gangbusters now, you’ll find that putting
that ring on your finger won’t keep your hands off yourself.
You
see,
before
your marriage, Satan does everything he can to
get
you to have sex with your girlfriend;
after
marriage, he
does everything he can to
keep
you from having sex with your
wife.
Do we need to repeat this point? If so, please read the above
paragraph again.
And so, in spite of marriage, don’t be surprised
when your sexual sins keep spilling over everywhere just like they did when you
were single. Joe told us he loves women’s beach volleyball:
At
night, I’ve had shockingly vivid dreams with these women. Some have been
so exhilarating and so real that I wake up the next morning certain that
I’ve been in bed with them. Heavy with guilt, I wonder where my wife is,
sure she has left me over this affair and wondering how I could have done such
a thing. Finally, as the cobwebs clear, it slowly dawns on me that it was just
a dream. But even then I feel uneasy. You want to know why? Because while I
know it was just a dream, I’m not at all certain it wasn’t some
form of adultery.
John wakes up early to watch those morning exercise
shows, though he doesn’t care much about fitness:
The truth is,
I feel absolutely compelled to watch, to catch the closeups of the buttocks,
breasts, especially the inner thighs. And I drool. I sometimes wonder if the
producers doing those closeups are just trying to hook men into watching their
shows. Every day I tell myself that this will be the last time. But by next
morning, I’m right there at the TV again.
Gary is a church music
director. He’s married and has a three-year-old girl, and he and his wife
are expecting another child. He teaches marriage classes and leads the youth
choir. “I have a great job,” he says, “and a great life at my
church. My wife says everyone puts me on a pedestal because of my dedication to
the choirs and my hard work.” All is well, right? He’s escaped,
right? Listen to what Gary had to say:
All this, and you would think
I’d be at least spiritually happy, but I’m not. I feel so unworthy,
undeserving, and ashamed. I know in my heart that something is not right. I,
too, look at those bra and lingerie ads in the newspaper as if they were placed
there solely for my pleasure. I surf channels on the TV and stop and linger on
the sexy shows. I pray and pray that God could take this from me, but yet I
struggle to say no.
Baywatch,
swimsuit issues, secretaries wearing
tight sweaters…it doesn’t matter.
I know what
you’re thinking.
These guys are perverts and weirdos!
But these
men are not weirdos; they’re your next-door neighbors, your
friend’s father—maybe even your father. They’re Sunday school
teachers, ushers, and deacons. Even pastors.
They are today what you
will become tomorrow. Today, you’re making the same decisions they once
made as teens. They’re saying, “Don’t do what we
did!”
Your sexual decisions now
will
carry over into
adulthood. The biggest blunder you can make as a young man is to believe that
you’re different from other guys and somehow stronger. You may think,
I’ll never do what these guys are doing.
All we know is that
there are countless married men with lovely wives sleeping in sexy negligees in
their bedrooms while they masturbate