As he took his seat beside her, she turned towards him and reached out to hug him. He reciprocated her gesture with glee.
Sarah.
Hi guys! I know it's been a while since I blogged…it's due to very personal reasons I may share with you in the near future. But anyway, I'm back and have got a lot of great stuff to share, starting with a 5-part series on 'How not to fall in love'. This is part 1 of 5. Hope you enjoy it, comment and share…God bless!
Pimpess, as all the girls in school liked to call her, was the wildest girl to ever walk through the school's tall brass gates. Always wearing a skirt way shorter than the recommended length, sporting large hoop earrings and hair dyed with streaks of purple, she was not one to be missed or messed with. Even the teachers practically avoided her for fear of being attacked. Another thing Pimpess was also renowned for was bullying younger girls, especially if she found they were virgins or didn't have a boy friend. She would bully them until they agreed to be 'hooked up'. Everyone who wanted peace, had one of two options - befriend her or totally avoid her.
And 'totally avoid her' was what Carine, the new girl planned on doing as soon as she was briefed about Pimpess (the briefing which had now become a standard part of the induction).
One day while having lunch with some friends in the cafeteria, Carine had the unpleasant 'honour' of having Pimpess join her table. The day she dreaded had finally come.
'So Canine' Pimpess started.
'Er actually, it's Carine,' Carine gently pointed out.
'I see, Carine' she paused looking around the table as though to say 'this one thinks she's smart'.
'I hear you're a church girl.'
Carine did not reply.
'I take your silence for consent' said Pimpess. Carine meanwhile continued to chew mechanically on her chicken.
'I also gather you don't have a boyfriend and that in fact, you're still a virgin.' She raised her voice on the last four words and there was now a larger audience than just their table.
Carine almost choked on her chicken.
'So, in your church, do they teach you not to have sex or else God will strike you down with some medieval plague? Did God really say you should not have a boyfriend or have sex and enjoy life? What sort of sad person would believe and live by such primitive standards?'
Carine was getting hot all over and was trying really hard to stay calm.
'Pimpess, God actually wants us to have sex, but only at the right time - in marriage.'
'I thought the right time was when you're 18...' someone said form the adjacent table.
'And who asked for your opinion?!' Retorted Pimpess. To Carine she said, 'So what happens to those who have it before marriage, do they go to hell?' The sarcasm was so thick one could slice it with a knife.
'You will not go to hell if you repent, you still have a chance to change.'
'But why should I? If you're not having sex, you're not a complete woman. Besides, What is the difference between sex before marriage and sex after marriage, after all it's still sex?'
To which Carine replied 'What is the difference between 'lifting' a cereal bar off the shelf in a supermarket and paying for it at the till, after all, it's still a cereal bar? The difference is the value placed on it by God - the creator of sex. And speaking of completeness, you are never as complete as you were before you had sex. Your state of virginity is your most perfect and complete state. You see, what you have I can get whenever I want, but what I have, you can never get, ever again!'
And with that, along with a weak, yet encouraging applause from some of the kids on the nearby tables, the discussion was over.
Recently, I meditated on Genesis 3:1-5 (NLT) which I have broadly paraphrased in this story, except that unlike Eve who was swayed, Carine wasn't. I realised that the devil is still in the business of coming to us - subtly or forcefully - and perverting God's word. Just like he did with Eve, he uses people and things around us to question and challenge our beliefs. In the above fictitious story, we can see one of the strategies he uses on our youth today - bullying and the pressure to conform.
I love this question that was asked in the story - 'What is the difference between sex before marriage and sex after marriage, after all it's still sex?'
This is a question I once asked myself, as I was trying to understand why an act which was essentially the same either way, was good on one side and bad on the other.
What makes the difference is the value placed on it by God - the creator of sex. To access a thing of value, one must pay. To gain access without paying is stealing. This is similar to the 99p value placed on the cereal bar by the super market. Not only does the buyer of the cereal bar need to pay 99p, but they also have to pay in the correct currency. Chances are if you went into a shop in London and tried to pay for a cereal bar with the equivalent of 99p in Japanese Yen, you would be shown the exit.
Likewise, God designed sex to be enjoyed by two partners in covenant relationship, having 'paid' (as it were) for their sexual gratification by exchanging wedding vows; and who through the act of sex continue to renew their covenant with and express their affection for each other.
God sees sex as a very important thing, hence why the devil tries so hard to pervert it.
Don't be deceived, God wants you to have sex and to have fun and peace of mind while at it (not guilt or an unwanted/ unplanned pregnancy). But you've got to do it right - in marriage. There is no better place to have sex than a place where you don't have to hide, feel filthy, guilty or ashamed. That place is found in marriage and YOU can wait for it.
Remember, if God says you can, you can.
Shalom!
Boom! That was the sound of another mine exploding barely thirty feet away.
The sheer impact of it shook the ground and sent debris and hundreds of sharp-edged, fist-sized rocks flying in all directions, with some landing painfully on some of the soldiers.
The men of the 7th platoon were stationed behind the trenches awaiting the signal from the Lieutenant to open fire on the enemy.
It had been a long battle and by now, many of them were starting to grow tired. Many had been killed in the battle and even many more were injured, some mutilated for life.
Sergeant Sam was one of those who'd just been hit by one of those heavy rocks and he was immediately overwhelmed with fear, because he thought instinctively that he'd been shot. He grabbed his left arm, wincing in pain, and signalled over one of his comrades; Sergeant Tom who came to his side immediately. They both examined his bleeding arm and confirmed; much to Sam's relief that he'd only been hit by a rock. Phew!
Just then they heard in their ear pieces, the Lieutenant's command to attack.
Instantly, they and five other platoons all opened fire. The battle field came alive with the sound of over two hundred M250G machine guns firing at the enemy. The enemy also opened fire and the ensuing shoot out lasted one full hour.
Then there was silence.
Then there was the horrific sound of the groaning of injured men.
Sergeant Sam had not been hit. Thank God! But one look over his shoulder and it was evident his comrade Tom hadn't been so fortunate. He was sprawled on the sandy floor with blood flowing from his left shoulder. He looked rather lifeless and Sam immediately rushed to his side.
'Hey, Tom,' he cried shaking him for any sign of life. 'Tom, answer me! I need you to hang in there. I need you alive!' It seemed like a scene from a movie, but it was all so real. Too real.
'Argh!' Tom groaned, eyes still closed with barely any movement in his limbs.
'Thank God you're alive, Tom.' Sam felt a wave of relief flow through his body like a cool summer rain.
'We're gonna get you to the medics. I promise you'll be just fine. Just hang in there. Just do that will you?' Sam desperately wanted his comrade and friend to survive what was now looking like a fatal wound.
'Mm...I will' Tom whispered weakly.
Sam called for help and got Tom transported to the medics for proper care.
As Tom was being taken away on the strecher, so weakened by his blood loss that he could not even muster the strength to wave bye, Sam couldn't help but think 'that could have been me'.
We love to sing the song 'I'm a soldier in the army of the Lord', and that is great. After all, when the Bible speaks of 'putting on the whole armour of God', 'fighting the good fight if faith', 'wrestling not against flesh and blood' and 'the weapons of our warfare', it is all too clear that becoming a Christian means we are enlisted in the Lord's army.
One reality that we tend to over look though, is that in battle, there are those who will be killed (for example, the early Christians who were martyred for their faith in Jesus Christ). There are also those who will be injured. Some by enemy fire, and sadly, some by friendly fire or ricochets.
Today, the body of Christ still has many wounded soldiers. Some have been hit by temptation which has caused them to sin. Now they lay wounded, weakened by the impact of the 'bullet'. Unable to get up on their own and desperately reaching out for help. But most times, what do we do? Most times, we don't turn our backs. No. We look them square in the face and ask 'why did you let yourself get hit, hm? Where were you looking when the bullet hit you, hm? If you'd been more prayerful, this wouldn't have happened to you', then we seal it with 'it is well'.
Lord have mercy!
Truth is, even though we may never in reality speak those words to a wounded Christian soldier, our attitude speaks them. In as much as there is the need for discipline in the body of Christ, when a person is down, help them up first before chastising.
We need to learn to reach out and touch not just the unbelievers, but also the wounded soldiers. We need to stop the habit of turning a blind eye to our fellow comrades and brothers who have been taken down in battle. As well as the habit of talking about them rather than talking to them and praying for them. Some of them would take bullets for us and are probably down because they did just that.
When a man goes down in battle, a soldier's first instinct (while still on guard) is to see if they are still alive and to get help immediately. They know that team work, not individuals, stand a better chance against the enemy, so the more people can be sustained in the team, the closer they are to victory.
As soldiers of the Lord, let us revive the team spirit. Let us look out for one another. Let us encourage and pray for one another. Let us help the wounded soldiers up and put them on the road to recovery, because that person sprawling on the ground could very well have been us.
Shalom