Sexual impropriety

The news is abuzz of sexual impropriety from celebrities, show hosts, politicians, leaders here and there. What’s going on? Back in the days of the 50’s and 60’s, even while youngsters were enjoying the hippie clan of live happy and high, the news did not highlight the problems that sexual freedom was rampantly exploding like a hurricane destroying lives, families and reputations as it is now. Then sexual promiscuity was a matter to be kept behind closed doors.

So, perhaps it is time to let it all out folks. Tell it like it is. We like sex.

The human being enjoys sex here and there. Playboy came along and beautifully portrayed women as objects for males to use to satisfy their lusts. Hollywood installed the red carpets to portray women in scanty drapery with body curvatures to admire as the actresses enjoyed the spotlight furthering their career. The movies explicitly moved the act into our living rooms as we watched ‘in horror’ that they would show such for our teens and youngsters to watch.

Time to tell it like it is. We like entertainment.

We like to comfortably relax, and watch others play make believe, and they do it well, being paid tremendously for negating any morality they may have had before entering the business. Ah, it’s just make-believe. And we go on with our daily business at hand. Did you see the latest, is the talk at the coffee station?

But we know that there are consequences to our actions.  To whom do you put you trust? The celebrities, the media, the politicians we can see and hear, or the words of the creator God we cannot see or hear except for that still small voice within our spiritual conscious: “don’t do that.”

“Be fruitful and multiply and fill the earth . . .” Genesis 1:28

Well we sure have multiplied. Since the Lord God created us in His image, then there is that image floating around each of us ready and willing to . . . . ah, multiply our sensual feelings. Imagine if that finality of the sexual act was not enjoyable, but just a routine function of a physical activity that did not have an enjoyable part to it. Would we shy away from it? Would we consider it a difficulty to avoid? Would we have multiplied the earth?

Do we even think about the consequences? Not just the repercussions from mates, the family, the children, the bosses, the media, the left or right politically, but the final consequence coming after that last breath of air.

Oh, but that’s a myth? Nothing to worry about there? We can’t see it or hear it or touch it on the buttocks, so it can’t be real.

No, God created that sexual act as enjoyable so that we would multiply. And God also provided some rules to go along with it.

Genesis 2:24 “For this reason a man shall leave his father and his mother, and be joined to his wife; and they shall become one flesh.

Hebrews 13:4 “Marriage should be honored by all and the marriage bed kept undefiled, for God will judge the sexually immoral and adulterers.

Perhaps our churches should get back to the Hell-Fire and Brimstone preaching such as The sermon of Jonathan Edwards in 1741, entitled “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God”.  “There are in the souls of wicked men those hellish principles reigning, that would presently kindle and flame out into hell-fire, if it were not for God’s restraints. There is laid in the very nature of carnal men, a foundation for the torments of hell. There are those corrupt principles, in reigning power in them, and in full possession of them, that are seeds of hell-fire.”

A long read, but wow, if the majority of weekly sermons would be similar to that of Edwards, how it would affect our comfortable lives?

Hell-fire

 It’s time we start getting real about the judgment of God. (Flickr/Creative Commons)

 

From CharismaNews 2015. By John Burton.

“We need a fresh wave of great awakeners—those who will unapologetically preach hell-fire in today’s dire end times.

To the shame of much of today’s church there has been a firm and steadfast rejection of any truth that doesn’t result in people feeling happy affection for God.”   Read more . . .

Author: Arnold Kropp

About the Author. Back in the days when I was a kid growing up in south Chicago, freely roaming around the neighborhood was common and just a part of life in the late 40's and early 50's. A train track was less than a mile away and a favorite place to walk along the rails. A large city park was a bit closer with areas of dense trees and areas of open grassy picnic grounds. A public golf course was just two blocks away, but the famed 4-lane busy Western avenue had to be crossed to get to it, and we crossed in the middle of the block running between the cars and trucks. We knew the risks. In the winters, we would climb that fence making our way to one of the ponds, we’d push and shovel away the snow and play a spontaneous game of hockey, or bring a sled and slide down the hillside ; no adults, no special padding, just a group of kids enjoying the contest. Dad was at work, mom was home tending to the washing and preparing the family meal for promptly at 6 pm. Life was good. It was fun. Sunday mornings were dress up in suit and tie, polished shoes for Sunday school and the worship service, then to a restaurant. Arnold went on to college immediately after high school, but could not find a subject, a major that was really up his alley, so he enlisted in the Army and served in Germany during the years the Berlin wall was built. Seeing what effects Soviet communism had on the people of East Germany left an impression on him. During those years, he would write many long letters home starting a desire to write more than just letters. Many years later Arnold developed a blog where he posted hundreds of articles on the political side of American life. Some of those are available in the collection named "Ramblings". Today, Society is totally different from that of the 50's, a whole lot different. Today, it has become scary to let the kids roam. Today it has become organized to the hilt with 2nd graders playing organized football. In my present relatively quiet neighborhood, I do see kids walking the streets, but there is a difference as the kids seem to be apprehensive and on guard or intently operating a telephone as they walk, not running after each other. Today, the above freedoms of the 50's are suspect and avoided as being dangerous activities. And that is sad. It's sad that today's kids do not have that freedom, and it may be having a direct effect on their development. Consider, one fact that is readily apparent today compared to yesterday; the preponderance of overweight and obese kids, even pre-school kids are heavier than we were, and this has to be affecting the rest of their daily lives. No doubt about it. But, I'd better hush, can't talk about those things. Yes, in the 50’s there were Semi-trucks, public transportation, murders, rape, robberies, house fires, sickness and diseases resulting in death, and yes, there were deadly vehicle accidents too. There was even poverty and homosexuals too. We went to public schools, and the high school was integrated. This was Chicago, but those events did not make the headlines, as news was only broadcast at 6pm and possibly 10pm nightcap. Days of the cold war kept us together as a nation. We saw the "Victory at Sea" war clips before the main feature at the theaters. And now technology dominates life. A cell phone in every handy pocket posting selfies. A computer saving everything to one of those cumulous clouds. Room size TV’s broadcasting everything 24/7. This is more information than I want. Let me decide something. I think. therefore, I am. I was born a male, therefore I am. I was born-again, therefore I am. I have life within, therefore I am. The news is not my guide. The TV is not my Sheppard.

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