The Intimacy You Crave:
Straight Talk about Sex and Pancakes'
by Lucille Williams
Chapter 1
Let’s
Talk about Sex
Not tonight, honey— I
have a headache.
There was no possibility of escaping the
awkwardness. It was one of those times when you wish you could have a do-over,
but you’ve dug yourself a hole and your only choice is to sit in it while
spectators watch your little circus act. Yeah, one of those moments.
I was a highly enthusiastic, brand-spanking-new Christian, and my husband was shiny new as well. And what do you do when you’ve just become a Christian? Well, you join a Bible study, of course. We were in our early twenties, BK (before kids), zealous rookie followers of Jesus, and the home Bible study we joined was led by an elder in our new church. We were right out of the gate big-time!
I was a highly enthusiastic, brand-spanking-new Christian, and my husband was shiny new as well. And what do you do when you’ve just become a Christian? Well, you join a Bible study, of course. We were in our early twenties, BK (before kids), zealous rookie followers of Jesus, and the home Bible study we joined was led by an elder in our new church. We were right out of the gate big-time!
We loved attending each week and loved
the warm, welcoming, and sincere group of people. There were newly married
couples all the way on up to grandmas and grandpas. They all seemed to have a
handle on how to live a Christian life, and we so wanted to emulate these
seasoned, God-loving believers.
Oh, and one last important detail: this
was an extremely conservative group. Think of the most conservative Christians
you’ve ever met and double it. Okay, now we’re on the same page.
Yes, we truly enjoyed going. Until one
night. . .
After the Bible lesson, the elder who
was leading our study opened the floor—actually, it was a big circle—for
comments and application. My hand shot up. I had been reading a book and wanted
to share a story about a fighter pilot. I was nervous but really wanted to be
embraced by the group. After being given permission to speak, I hesitantly
proceeded with my story.
The more I spoke, the more I got into
my groove, dramatically increasing my enthusiasm. When I got to the part in the
story where the fighter pilot ejected out of his plane, that’s when things took
a turn for the worst.
“He ejaculated out of the plane!” I
exclaimed. Ejaculated? Something didn’t sound right.
“Ejaculated?” I repeated it several
times: “Ejaculated. Ejaculated? He ejaculated out of the plane?” And if that
wasn’t bad enough, I had hand motions to go with my story. (Come on, who talks
without their hands?) So, as I said “ejaculated,” my hands were sweeping around
the room in increasingly embarrassing ways.
The room was dead silent.
My husband buried his head in his
hands, obviously wishing he were Houdini and could somehow escape.
Prolonging my circus act. . .The leader
of the study simply stated, “Eject.” Having finally been given the right word,
I continued, “Yeah, eject. The pilot ejected out of the plane.” Awkwardly, I
proceeded to finish my story with all the finesse I could muster, but it was
too late; finesse died at “ejaculation.”
Not one person laughed or even let out
a chuckle. No one said a word. Not then, or ever.
As we were leaving the study, my
husband muttered to me under his breath, “We are never coming back.” And we
never did.
Shhhh! Don’t Talk about It
Don’t talk about such things! was the message we took away from that
Bible study episode. C’mon, people. Laugh! That’s funny! So today—and
throughout this book—we are going to talk about such things. Are you
ready to talk about sex? And maybe laugh a little too, or laugh a lot? You’ve
read this far; decide right now that you are going to read all the way through.
I don’t know your reasons for picking up this book. Maybe you have a great sex
life and want to improve it. Fantastic! Maybe your sex life is less than you’d
like it to be or perhaps even so terrible you don’t even want to think about
it. In any case, this book is for you. Perhaps your relationship could use more
passion, more sizzle, more spice. If so, you’ve come to the right place.
Do you want to have a great sex life
with your husband? I adamantly believe great sex makes life great. I know it
makes my life great. When things are right in the bedroom, life is
better— feelings of love, security, and contentment infuse me. I feel like I’m
walking around with a little smile on my face all the time.
Was my marriage always this way? No, it
wasn’t. In fact, there was a time many years ago when I would have described my
marriage as downright rotten. Really rotten! Frankly, there were days when I
would ask myself, “What did I do?” and “How much longer can I go on like this?”
As many women do who are in struggling
marriages, I thought the majority of our problems were mostly because of him.
Over and over in my head, I would replay the “wrongs” I had “suffered” from my
husband.
God showed that it was me who
had the majority of changing to do. I decided then and there that I can’t
change my husband, but I can change me.
Today I can honestly and wholeheartedly
say that I am contentedly and blissfully married. That may sound sappy, but
it’s true. I can only attribute this transformation to God, who brought it
about as I gave up my selfish ways in exchange for His more perfect ways. Like
any other couple, we have had and continue to have struggles, but we use them
to make us stronger. We fight— fiercely—to keep our marriage all that God
crafted it to be, though we have plenty of normal conflicts too.
It is God’s plan that you keep your
marriage strong—in every way.
Marriage is a chisel God uses to create
a masterpiece.
God designed sex, and it truly is a
mystery—two becoming one. It is the lifeblood of the family.
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