This one has a couple fun surprises.
Hairy backs are not cool. At all. I told Josh the other day at the public pool that if somehow he sprouts a patch of hair anywhere near his back, I didn’t care how much it costs or how many blogs I’d have to write, he had to promise me he’d get it removed. immediately, if not sooner. I don’t care how. Just gone.
Seriously, this is kind of a crazy thing for us Christian folks. We love God, want to obey Him, to honor Him with our bodies, so we wait until we get married to…you know. So, this presents a hairy situation. Literally. When you wait until marriage, you’re not totally sure what you’re getting into. Now, this is a double-edged sword. Think about it. You see, that delay covers your insecurities…………but it also covers your future mate’s. Yikes. You might be committing yourself for life to a hairy back.
So, my newly-inspired advice for dating couples is a group swim date. No hanky-panky, but you get a glimpse of what’s coming. It’s a win-win. Just sayin’.
In all seriousness, though, I actually think that guarding yourself in purity in such a way guards your heart from getting too superficial. For example, my sweet husband averts his eyes even when a Victoria’s Secret commercial comes on, so as to keep me as the only one in his heart and on his mind. I love that. So, even in all my imperfections (can anyone say muffin top?), he still adores me because 1) he chooses to and 2) he keeps his eyes only on me. Regardless of past mistakes even, I think we can all choose to revere our mates and honor him/her and the Lord in this way.
silly emily
Hahahahahaha! I cannot stop laughing. Seriously. First, you are so right on about the hairy back thing. *gag* Second, you make a pretty valid point with the group swim date. I mean, you do wanna know what you’re getting yourself into to a point. Jonathan has a pretty hairy chest, and I gotta admit, I’m glad I knew that before we got married, because I’m not sure I would have been totally thrilled to have found that out on my wedding night.
Josh told me I was a bit harsh, so I had to go back and add a closing paragraph. Hair on the chest is perfectly acceptable, but the way- but foreknowledge is ideal.
I’m totally serious, Joy.
1. I can’t believe you posted that nasty hairy back on your blog. Eww.
2. Brannan would probably argue with you about the overfeminization of men in America if you brought this up with him. Just a little warning.
3. The only thing that could make that picture worse is if the dude was wearing a gold chain.
4. You are funny.
Hmmm…This makes me wonder what would happen if I posted on my blog about the advantages of swim dates for MEN seeking to learn more about their future wife.
Actually I laughed at this…I was talking with somebody recently who told me his dermatologist was confused by all the men lately wanting to remove every stitch of hair from their bodies. Interesting cultural times we live in.
I sense some subtext here.
I was totally kidding, of course, but I think you know that. I was just shocked at the number of speedos and hairy backs I saw at the pool. Who Nellie.
I know- icky, huh? That’s what we were subjected to at the pool. Yikes. I won’t bring it up with Brannan and I see nothing Biblically masculine about being hairy.
Agreed on gold chain- ugh. Thanks.
No subtext, friend. Just giving you a hard time.
Ok, so I have a wonderful, loving, Christ-honoring husband who just happens to be on the hairy side…it’s totally cool with me. He’s shaved it before to see if I’d like it better, but to be honest, I adore HIM just the way he is and just as I want him to see me for more than the outward appearance, I want to see him that way. And so he calls my fat roll “our fat roll” (it’s adorable I swear) and I run my fingers through his hair. Ahem.
Love you Em, and as always, very entertaining post!