Casual sex - intimacy outside of marriage - pretends we can give the body and not affect the soul. We can't. We humans are so intricately psychosomatic that whatever touches the soma (body) impacts the psyche as well. The me-centered phrase "as long as no one gets hurt" sounds noble, but the truth is, we don't know who gets hurt.
Consider God's plan. A man and a woman make a public covenant with each other. They disable the ejection seats. They burn the bridge back to Mama's house. They fall into each other's arms beneath the canopy of God's blessing, encircled by the tall fence of fidelity. Both know the other will be there in the morning. Both know the other will stay even as skin wrinkles and vigor fades. Each gives the other exclusive for-your-eyes-only privileges. Gone is the guilt. Gone the undisciplined lust.
What remains is the celebration of permanence, a tender moment in which the body continues what the mind and the soul have already begun. A time in which "the man and his wife were both naked and were not ashamed" (Gen 2:25). Such sex honors God.
God-centered thinking rescues us from the sex we thought would make us happy. You may think your dalliances are harmless, and years may pass before the X-rays reveal the internal damage, but don't be fooled. Casual sex is a diet of chocolate - it tastes good for a while, but the imbalance can ruin you. Sex apart from God's plan wounds the soul.
Sex according to God's plan nourishes it.
By: Max Lucado
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