In my heart I know today is just another day.24 hours.1440 minutes.86,400 seconds.Same as yesterday.Same as tomorrow.
But in another sense it’s different from any other day.Very different.And I confess to you that sometimes throughout today I’ll let it get to me.Let it get me down.And even let the enemy get a foothold if I’m not careful.
I love to see the joy in the faces of the other ladies in my office as they smell the flowers and consume the cards with an unrestrained smile greeted by a cherished tear.There’s nothing more special than that.Knowing that someone didn’t just remember you.But they remembered you enough to go out of their way to make a public display.A spectacle of their love for you.Now that’s special.
Sitting across the counseling table from a married couple.Well on their way to taking the rings off.For good.After years of being together.And two beautiful kids in the mix.But something happened in recent months.Something neither one ever expected.Something he had done.With a co-worker.Female even.In secret.
That experience.His experience.That became his wife’s experience.Once she found out.Taught me something.Actually it reinforced something.That I had already learned to take to heart throughout two decades of pastoral ministry.
It’s really a simple principle.That we probably all know.But seeing it first hand.Again.Really left no doubt.At least in my mind. That it’s a principle we can’t ignore.Though we often do.
So here goes: “Broken trust is hard to rebuild.”Not impossible. But terribly hard.Maybe more difficult than anything else in life.Especially when it comes to the physical side of things.Meaning sexual intimacy.With someone other than your wife.
Nothing hurts more.Nothing strikes to the core more.Nothing sticks with you more.Than broken trust.Broken physical trust.With someone other than your wife.
May very well be true.But what does this have to do with sex and the single guy? Continue reading →