I was thinking about it today on my way to work. It=the control of my eyes
I left the parking lot and was walking the stretch of sidewalk that takes me to the officina. About 20 feet ahead of me there was a young lady walking in the same direction. Simply, she was attractive (one draw back to working for a University) and so I decided that the best idea would to be to stare at the buildings. I made no noise or comment. Just looked away.
My thoughts took me to something my pastor said about this subject. He said, “You need to think of ALL women as your sister. You wouldn’t look at your sister in a lustful way would you? No! So just think of it that way. Then you will be able to acknowledge that, yes, your sister is beautiful, but you won’t have to deal with the lust.” Today that didn’t work. I still just glanced the once. Not in a lustful way. I thought clearly and innocently…”she is attractive,” then glanced away.
Today, this is what worked…
I am fortunate enough to be married. As most men do, I married WAY out of my league. Lovely is a wonderful wife who is loving and supportive. She is also a great mother who is teaching our child about life, love, responsibility (even as a 15 month old), and having a Christ-like attitude. So my thought today was that my body is not my own. I don’t belong to me. I belong to God and my wife. Well, much like 1 Corinthians mentions that you can’t have a head without a torso…you need the whole body (speaking of the body of the bride of Christ)…all parts must be included. Well, my eyes would be included. My wife wouldn’t look at a women in a lustful way. So why should I? It’s like to Bible says, that external beauty will fade. The young lady that was walking in front of me will age and as age and gravity seem to make a dreadful team. My wife is more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. Sure we both have packed on some pounds. We both know that and admit that to each other. But I’m beginning to look at her like Solomon looked at his Shulamite wife in Song of Songs after years of marriage.
Lovely, thank you for being and absolute encouragement to me even when I’m not next to you. My prayer is that I would honor God by the way I love you.
Prodigal Thinker 