Posts Tagged ‘Men’
Essays on Beauty: Anna and the King
Posted in Essays on Beauty, love, tagged beauty, Courage, honor, love, Men, women on March 13, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Brad and I have never had cable TV since we’ve been married. Most places we’ve lived, we get the major networks via the TV antennae. I grew up in a home where my mom hid the TV in the closet in hopes that we would forget we had it. I also think her idea was based on the principle that if something requires too much work to do it, then you just won’t do it. So since it was such a hassle to get the TV out of the closet, we supposedly would not go to the trouble to roll it out to watch it. Hmmm…. I think my kids kinda think about everything in their closets the same way. “Too much work, out-a-sight, out-a-mind.”
Since we’ve lived in the country, we’ve gotten movies on Netflix. It started the week we brought Jonathan home from the hospital. I knew I’d have to have something to do to keep me down and resting… and it had been a few seasons since I had caught up with my favorite TV show, Alias. Jennifer Garner was my weekly heroine. She was kind of a superwoman. She lived a life I wished I had…. Well sorta. I completely liked the undercover spy
Essays on Beauty: “Mom, What is Pornography?”
Posted in A Mother's Heart, Conversations with Ashley, Essays on Beauty, tagged addiction, beauty, children, honor, integrity, Kids, Life, love, Men, pornography, respect, sex, teenagers, women on February 24, 2009 | 1 Comment »
“Mom, What is that P word Pastor Chuck was talking about?” This was the question that started what is for me a very difficult and at the core of being a woman, an often painful conversation. Sunday morning’s sermon was about “honoring your mate”. It was a very good sermon with very practical advice. Pastor brought up the topic of Pornography as being one of the most dishonoring things, a husband can partake in. After church, Ashley, Lilly, Jonathan and I, went to Walmart for our weekly grocery run. As we were pulling in to the parking lot Ashley asked me what Pastor Chuck was talking about when he said the ‘p’ word. She couldn’t remember what he had called it, and didn’t even remember how to pronounce it. We’ve had discussions about pornography before. I guess I just didn’t realize she didn’t know what it was called.
I could have simply answered, “Oh, naked pictures. Mostly of women”. But in my mothers heart, I knew the deeper question my daughter was really asking. She wanted the question answered of “Why pornography? Why is it such a big deal?” Once again, I began to tell her about something I myself don’t always understand. That is a really hard thing to do. “What is Pornography?” I think that is harder to explain than sex. Many parents get weird about the sex topic. But I would rather have that one any day! In her little 11 yr old mind, she can’t figure out why boys or men would like to look at naked women. My 9 year old son is in the ‘girls are gross’ stage so this doesn’t help with her question. The ‘why’ just simply doesn’t compute. So, with much stumbling over my words as I was suddenly ‘on the spot’ searching my own heart about the ‘what’ of it, here is what I told her.
