I follow a few marriage blogs pretty consistently: www.sexwithinmarriage.com, www.tolovehonorandvacuum.com, and finally, www.hotholyhumorous.blogspot.com. They are all primarily dedicated to sex related topics within the confines of a Godly marriage relationship. It is interesting to me that this once very taboo subject, regarding hot, pure sex within a Christian marriage, is coming to light with the dawn of the internet age which is enabling women to chime in and ask questions on a very public forum in a very private way. I’ve decided to jump on the band wagon and offer my two cents on this delicate, yet always interesting subject. Ironically this will probably be the blog post that gets the most hits, not the ones about 7 kids, nor the one where my late husband dies, or the one about the adoption, or being married to a former widower, but this one where the mom of 7 kids tackles some sex issues. I have a unique perspective on this topic, I think, having had two healthy marriages within a 12 year time span. The first marriage was the one where all of the children were produced and if my late husband had not gotten sick, we would have been at a pivotal crossroads point soon in our relationship where many couples find themselves after the chaotic birthing years are over. We would have been faced with the decision of going forward as couple and rediscovering the spark that once connected us to each other that IS so often lost in those frenzied years involving pregnancy, babies, and small children, or we would have shut down the relationship part of our marriage and invested every ounce of energy and resources into our children to avoid connecting on an intimate level once again. We then would have either moved forward like this for the next 20 or 30 years in a completely dead and stagnant posture or we would have ultimately walked away from it all with a divorce. In my second marriage I found myself in a unique situation in that there were not going to be anymore pregnancies or babies to distract me, and my husband took priority immediately because we didn’t have the time or the chaos invested in pregnancies or babies to loose ourselves in. Therefore, sex in my two marriages was viewed very differently from my womanly perspective. In the first marriage it was more often about procreation, and in this second marriage with no procreations planned, it is purely about enjoyment. Going into my first marriage I understood that men, very regularly, wanted sex more than women did - key word in that statement being wanted. That was the way I understood it. I did not understand any of the physiological, emotional, or physical meanings behind them wanting “it.” And, if men only wanted sex then it could also be expected that they were very capable of waiting or adhering to a woman’s agenda for something she was expected to participate it. In my young, immature mind I related it to wanting my bedroom repainted or wanting a $70 dollar pair of jeans or wanting to go on a vacation. All wants, not needs, therefore through self-control and some savings, I could, if I wanted to, hold out for these desires. What I did not understand as a young married woman that I understand now is that for a man sex is NOT a want but it is indeed a need. Yes, a man can wait, yes, it is a very uncomfortable wait, yes that wait most likely and most often will turn into a man either turning to pornography and/or masturbation or the worst case scenario – turning to another woman. What I also did not understand as my younger self was that my husband equated the amount of sex he was getting with the amount of love he was feeling. Men feel loved through sex. Men feel wanted through sex. Men feel respected through sex. These are all basic needs for a man with the number one need being respect, and if a man is having sex consistently with the woman he has vowed to love, honor, and cherish until his dying day he is feeling a level of respect from his wife; the number one person from whom he needs to feel respect from. A man does not open up on an emotional level with most people and most of a man’s relationships are pretty shallow. Occasionally he will go deep with a man but you, as his wife, know him in a far deeper, more personal, more intimate level than anyone else on the face of the earth will ever know him. You know his weaknesses, his accomplishments, his hopes, his dreams, his failures, his faith, and you know him in the most intimate way of knowing another human being; that being sexually. He needs to feel that you respect him enough to validate his need to feel loved by you through sex. Yes, he is capable of waiting but why, through our own selfishness, would we require that of the men we love? I understand that there are times when we physically MUST wait, such as pregnancy or after the birth of a child, or that time of the month, but there are alternatives that can be explored during these waiting periods as well, but generally, why do we as women strip our husbands of the respect that they can only obtain through us by withholding one of the most essential ingredients from them to be able to rise to the stature of manhood, fatherhood, and husbandry that God has intended for an awesome Christian marriage? Why do we as women do this? What do you think?
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