Jesus' Parable of the Two Sons: “What do you think? There was a man who had two sons. He went to the first and said, ‘Son, go and work today in the vineyard.’ “‘I will not,’ he answered, but later he changed his mind and went.“Then the father went to the other son and said the same thing. He answered, ‘I will, sir,’ but he did not go. “Which of the two did what his father wanted?” “The first,” they answered. Jesus said to them, “Truly I tell you, the tax collectors and the prostitutes are entering the kingdom of God ahead of you."
Matt: 21:28-31
Pornography is both the seed and the fertilizer for planting desires we should not grow. The harvest is the same whether in a marriage or in sex trafficking - using others, usually using women. The devaluation of a spouse by her husband is no less traumatizing than the “using” behavior of the men making profits from the sex trade - both are violent to the soul and body - sister sins, as it were.
You may call me crazy, but today my heart is breaking for the many women my husband has used as prostitutes. Facing my husband's life-long sex addiction, I have experienced only a slow drip of the toxins called de-valuation and contempt, compared to the tidal wave most prostitutes must endure every day. What terrible things must have been done to these women, to bring them to the cold place where they could sell intimate and private bodily actions for money? What terrible abuse was happening to them just before and after that trick, to force them to do it again and to force them to turn over the money to a controlling and abusive man? How much physical and emotional violence must they have suffered over the years? What dangers and diseases were they forced to absorb? How many johns does it take to steal your self-esteem? Who physically or emotionally or sexually abused them as girls and young women, causing so much deep hurt that the only perceived option was to run away and never come back?
Why did they not have anyone, anyone at all, to help them move away from this ugly, soul-numbing existence? Where was their family, their community, their neighborhood church? Who gave them the first drugs leading to addiction and sexual bondage? What young man deceived them with false promises of love and protection? How many awful words and touches have they endured from unhealthy, selfish men? Where are the godly men who can protect them? Where is the Church?
How long, oh Lord?
I forgive you sisters!
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