A post about Sax 5th Avenue: part 1.

What did you think my S*X post was going to be about? hmmm? I see how ya are.

I've been thinking about marriages lately. Specifically....gulp...bigger GULP...s*x in marriage.

When I look back to early in my 16.5 years of marriage I see a complete lack of knowledge in the beginning. I knew basically nothing. Part of God's really radically cool plan is that you get to spend years learning the basics.

(I badly want to make that into a joke and add a wink/wink and a nod/nod...or a smiley face....but it's really not funny. It's just truth.)

I'm older and wiser now. (heavy emphasis on the older) Some things that I've learned that I don't hear often, but that is/was PARAMOUNT in my life.

If only perfect looking people have s*x...then nobody is having it.

and

If you don't feel like it. Too bad.

This post is about the first of my two points.

I am firm in my belief that something that is so HOTLY attacked by the enemy must be crucial to the success of marriages. S*X. Just think about what our culture revolves around?
S*X.
Or rather, the twisting of it. The misusing of it and the act of devaluing it.
The father of lies is having a laugh about that one. The devaluing of s*x in marriage.

The father of lies is also great with whispering thoughts into our heads to KEEP us from having s*x with our beloved. Thoughts like these ones...

• "When I lose 45 pounds then I'll want to have s*x."

• "How can he possibly see beauty in my body anymore? Having kids has ruined it!"

• "I'm embarrassed."

• "I wonder if he's thinking about that perky waitresses 'perky' chest. He can't possibly want to see mine."

• "But if I sit in the bathtub with him, he'd see my fat rolls and be turned off."

• "Uh, that position is not flattering."

• "Lights off is the ONLY way to have s*x. If he sees me, he'll get turned off."

or, one that makes me sad...

• "I don't want him to see me. My body is not beautiful."

If you have a righteous man. Then every single one of those thoughts above? They are all lies. May I be so bold as to say, they are lies from the enemy of our marriages?

Your husband, if he's a righteous man...(only you can answer that one) loves your body. He loves that it's HIS. He loves that if you have scars, then they mean that you're LIVING and your bod gets to lie next to him for many years to come. If you have stretch marks from children? He sees that your body changed to grow another human being. Talk about amazing...this body of yours.

Your husband wants to feel connected to you. He wants you to WANT him. He wants you to throw caution to the wind and come.on.to.him. Period.

He looks at your body and sees the woman that stands by him.
Chooses him.
Prays for him.
ADORES him.

S*x is spiritual. If you really think about it. Why in the world would this be such a HUGE thing? Really...the very act of it seems pretty bizarre when you dissect it. The enemy is attacking it....the world is distorting it... but God?

He created it. (Genesis 2:23-25 The Message)

The Man said, "Finally! Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh! Name her Woman, for she was made from Man. Therefore, a man leaves his father and mother and EMBRACES his wife. They become one flesh. The two of them, the Man and his Wife, were naked, but they felt no shame.

P.S. Please don't comment about your 'own' s*x life in the comments. I don't really think it's pertinent, and I don't think it's helpful to others to compare. :) Which is, let's be honest...something women do GREAT.

wimp, wimp, wimp.

I'm feeling like a wimp. I have a half written post that I simply can't finish. It's about s*x, so really, it's not like it's about anything important. :) I just had a thought and went with it. But I can't finish it.
I'm BLOCKED.
Does that happen to anyone else?

Also, November is really hard for me to keep motivated in my homeschool. The kids are not the problem, it's ME. (it's going around, it seems) Good ideas are hard to come by.

I'm getting a little scared that Christmas is coming. I am going to try and have a good attitude this year, but it's hard for me. Last year I SWORE that I was going to be renting a cabin in the woods somewhere and telling all the various family that we were unavailable this year.
I chickened out.
But...there's still time.

So, there are three ways that I'm feeling like a loser this morning.

Wow, tune back in later for some uplifting stories of how I lost my first dog. sorry ladies.

Is being lippy a genetic thing?

Want to take a wild guess how my day went yesterday? It was great....except for one BIG MOUTHED thing.

Here's a photo of how it went down.
If you can't see the tiny print, it's a scripture that my husband had my daughter write. 100 times. Yep. One Hundred Times!!!

When words are many, sin is not absent; but he who holds his tongue is wise. Proverbs 10:19

Raise your hand if disciplining your kid sometimes comes back to bite you. I wonder where she gets her Mouthy McMoutherson attitude? hmmmm...I wonder.

(She needs to get some sort of award in public so I can feel like a decent mother again.)