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I’ve questioned God about a lot of things over the past few months. But the most rebellious moment was about sex.
One afternoon, reading 1 Thessalonians 4, “Avoid sexual immorality; learn to control your own body in holiness and honor”… It was the last straw for me and I finally admitted something I’d never dared say: this feels intrusive. Why does God care THIS much? It felt like holy micromanagement. Like God couldn’t let humans just… be human.
But as usual, I sat with it, and things became clearer. If you follow Scripture, and biology, God’s concern for the body isn’t intrusion. It’s design and mercy.
Here’s what I mean.
We often picture God as a moral hall monitor peeking into bedrooms. But what if that’s the wrong picture entirely? What if He isn’t an intruder… but the INVENTOR?
If God created us, then He created sex. He engineered hormones, wired pleasure, shaped bodies to experience intimacy, and anchored reproduction to delight. He didn’t have to. He could have made humans reproduce like trees or insects, functional, emotionless, detached. But He didn’t. He wove joy into the very act that creates life. That alone is theological insight: pleasure isn’t a glitch in the system. It’s a deliberate feature in the blueprint of Eden.
So God’s involvement in sex isn’t nosiness. It’s responsibility.
Not all creators carry the same burden of care. If you design aircraft or medicine, you owe the world warnings, guardrails, recalls. The more powerful the invention, the more we expect the inventor to stay involved. That level of power requires stewardship. Sex lives in that category.
Sex is one of the most potent forces in human existence. It creates children, bonds souls, rewires memory, shapes societies. When something can alter destinies like that, indifference is not kindness. Indifference is cruelty.
So if a loving God engineered something that powerful, of course He’d define its context. Of course He’d tell us where it flourishes and where it destroys. In my opinion, that is not control, that is care.
And if anyone thinks that sounds dramatic, please look around.
Sex carries what economists call “externalities”, costs society pays when individuals use powerful things carelessly. Father absence when sex is detached from commitment. The objectification industry feeding exploitation. Women carrying the long-term cost of men’s short-term appetites. Children inheriting instability. Society pretending fracture is freedom.
Consent matters deeply, but consent is the floor, not the ceiling. Consent answers, “Is this allowed?” COVENANT answers, “Who bears the cost? Who carries the consequence? Who protects the vulnerable?”
Covenant is the technology God gave us to internalize the externalities of sex, to bind love to responsibility, desire to devotion, pleasure to permanence. That’s not repression. It’s justice. It’s what love does when it matures past appetite.
God’s sexual ethic isn’t about control. It’s about design, responsibility, and mercy. He isn’t trying to steal our joy. He’s insisting that joy is safe. He’s insisting love has architecture. He’s insisting we treat glory like glory.
Once I saw that, God stopped looking invasive. He looked profoundly responsible.
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To the brokenhearted one, I heard God say, “let it be.”
Stop rehearsing the pain. Stop replaying the conversations and questioning every red flag you think you missed. Stop trying to make sense of what already happened.
I know rethinking what went wrong and constantly wondering how you can fix it feels productive, but it’s actually what keeps you stuck in the pain. Let it be.
Let it be what it is. Let the pain be what it is.
Healing doesn’t always come from getting all the answers, but from releasing the questions.
Freedom begins when you let it be what it is.
And often, it’s in that place of honesty and surrender that you encounter God.
My girl best friend told her boyfriend something that lowkey changed how I see relationships.
She said, “I don’t want obedience. I want consideration. I shouldn’t have to beg you to think about how your actions affect me.”
She told him, “You’re allowed to have friends. You’re allowed to go out. You’re allowed to live your life. But if you constantly put yourself in situations that you know would hurt me, that’s not freedom. That’s you choosing yourself over us.”
Then she said something that hit:
“If I have to keep explaining why something disrespects me, it’s not confusion. It’s comfort. You’re comfortable knowing I’ll stay.”
And whew.
She wasn’t yelling. She wasn’t threatening to leave. She was calm. Grounded. Clear.
She told him, “I won’t control you. But I will control what I tolerate. And if I start feeling small in a relationship that’s supposed to feel safe, I’ll remove myself. Not to punish you. To protect me.”
That’s what emotional maturity sounds like.
Not “do what I say.”
But “I see the red flag. I told you it’s red. If you keep walking past it, I’m not dragging you back.”
It took me 25 years to realize why so many women stay in unhealthy relationships: we don't actually date properly.
We rush in without really observing. We don't stop to ask: Can I live with his habits?
How does he handle anger? Is this someone I can wake up to every day?
Instead, we get caught up in the attention, the conversations, the fun and before we know it, we're attached. Not because he's the right one, but because we skipped the step of truly getting to know him.
Ladies, slow down. Talk. Observe. Date with intention. Attachment is easy but walking away later is not.