We all have a thing that is yet to be satisfied within us, and when we stop calling that thing marriage, we are faced with the unsettling and wondrous depths of a God we can’t fully understand.
The ability to desire is mysterious, beautiful, sacred, holy, yet not to be feared. There are visceral, continual, intentional qualities to desiring that are meant to help us glimpse eternity. Our longing whispers to us of something unseen, something yet to be. Desire is the foreshadowing of heaven, the divine leverage, the ultimate…
…sometimes desire is something we create ourselves. This can be extra confusing for Christians because we have a hard time distinguishing between the spiritual and the hormonal. It is made more difficult if we mistakenly assume that, by following God, any whim we have is Holy Spirit directed. It is worsened still when we affirm that myth by praying about something over and over again causing the desire to seemingly grow stronger. So how can we discern the Holy Spirit’s planting of a seed from our own obsessive thinking?
How do we know when we are experiencing a holy want versus being ruled by our own urges?
Out of all my historical prayers that fall into the “take pain away” category, I suspect I have most begged God to remove the desire for marriage. It just seems to me like the single life would be easier without it. It’s interesting, because I have lots of desires that I don’t even think about praying away or consider being mad at God over. For example…
By virtue of being single, I am largely underrepresented when it comes to an evangelical approach to sexuality.
As one who grew up in church, I can’t count the number of times I’ve heard it announced that it’s time to do that series again: a series or message on sex or marriage or love or commitment or something like it. It’s usually announced in late winter to most inconveniently coincide with Valentine’s Day.
The series is always for married people, because marriage is what makes it ok for us Christians to talk about sex.