Just Passing Through

If you were to study my religious writings, you would understand why I proudly proclaim myself a prude. While I have no trouble with frank discussions of human sexuality from a therapeutic perspective, this would hardly serve to titillate. For me, provoking sexual desire is not a valid purpose for much of anything outside the bonds of marriage. You and your spouse should do anything you both desire, but there is no justification for publicly displayed naughty pictures, naughty words, etc., outside the pillow talk between spouses.

Having grown up in this fallen world, I am hardly surprised when I see such things. Nor would I want to reshape laws, but to reshape the sinful culture which makes it okay. If you have to make laws about too much, you have already lost the battle. I won't pretend I should make other people think like me. What I will insist is God has commanded me to share my understanding of His revelation. He has instructed all who seek Him to leave the results of such sharing in His hands. The obvious reason for that is we cannot, any of us, possibly dream we might have it all worked out for all people, but we struggle mightily simply to get a clear understanding of what He demands for ourselves.

In the assurance I have made some progress in that direction, I proudly proclaim myself a prude. I don't want to see skin-tight clothing. I don't want to see women showing more flesh than bare up to the shoulders, down much below the base of the neck, nor much higher than the knees. Wear what you like, but don't ask me to look. Frankly, I use the graphics control button on my Opera browser a great deal. Except for select websites, I keep graphics turned off (along with cookies, JScript and Plug-ins). Yeah, it's a sin, and I won't bother to justify what God has declared all too clearly since the beginning of Time.