My first counselor who tried to help me with my sex addiction said, when pushed, that he thought the condition was, on one level, idolatry. That makes sense. Any addiction is putting something, something that might not be bad in and of itself, in the place too high and too important--where really only God should be.
To Be Worshipped
But sex addiction touches on other imagery relating to worship. The fantasy of Her wanting you, so much that she doesn't care who sees you do it. Her not being able to stop herself, that sounds like someone worshipping you. Her on her knees beholding your glory, seems very worshipful. Wasn't that Lucifer's sin, to want to be worshipped? Pride is our insecurity overcompensating. I fear deep down that I'm a fraud, worthless and about to be found out and exposed at any moment. To come back hard and strong in the opposite way is saying, "Look at me roar, I am a God!" The truth is that we don't need to be ashamed. He has given us value and there's nothing to be afraid, not least the lair of liars who tries to trick us into falling for the shame game.
Worshipping Her
I think I've written before about the image of the perfect woman, the Venus, the perfect beauty, perfect sensual creature. That's worshipping the female form, rather than the creative Creator and talented artist who sculpted her. That's another easy mistake we can make. Worshipping the awesome sunset or sunrise, instead of Him who crafted those things. The crowning glory of all His creation is you--the one with the ability to think for yourself, choose whether to relate to Him or not, as well as make your own awesome creations. I have wondered for a while why the traditional marriage vows say, "with my body I worship thee". How's that fit in all this?
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