“Sure it is!” someone might say. “L-O-V-E. Four letters.”
That’s true, but that’s not exactly what I mean. The “four letters” to which I refer are those short four-letter words which express profanity and/or obscenity.
“Love” has been so dragged into the cesspool of our modern society that it’s really hard to find true examples of it. Or to get a correct definition of it. Hollywood has no clue. Sadly, neither do a large percentage of people of all ages.
Especially in Hollywood, or on what passes for TV in our time, “love” is almost always limited to the physical – how quickly A and B can get into bed. Sex has become just “casual,” with couples meeting together, maybe only once, for no other reason than to satiate their physical desires. Even where there is a “relationship,” instead of the consummation of something in which a man and a woman have pledged themselves to lifelong fidelity, it almost seems as if sex has become the commencement of a relationship, which no longer is “til death do us part,” but “til desire does depart,” and one or the other or both go off to find greener pastures. Or “the love” turns to hate, usually on the part of the male, and he begins to abuse the woman.
There is an OT example of this in 2 Samuel 13 (NKJV): the incident of Amnon, a son of David, and Tamar, the sister of another of David’s sons. Amnon lusted for Tamar because she was lovely and pure. Instead of Amnon being honorable and seeking to marry her, 2 Samuel 13:13, a friend of his devised a stratagem whereby Amnon could satisfy his lust. Without going into the sordid details, we’re interested only in the result of all this. After he raped her, we read in v. 15, “Then Amnon hated her exceedingly, so that the hatred with which he hated her was greater than the love with which he had loved her,” and he had her thrown out.
You want to know why there has been such an increase in “domestic violence”? 2 Samuel gives us a lot of the answer. A distorted definition of “love” has permeated our society, but where there is only a physical attraction and nothing else, the attraction can turn to loathing and hatred. Since the moral foundation of our society has pretty well been destroyed, violence is often the result. Even when the couple stays together, because the man has no understanding of his responsibility toward the woman, he often makes her life miserable, with verbal and physical abuse. There is no excuse – ever – EVER – for a man to hit a woman.
Now, lest we be misunderstood, God designed and created men and women as sexual beings. One of the first things He told them to do was to have children, and this was before they sinned against Him. Sex is not some sordid result of their Fall, but an integral and vital part of their creation.
We ought to be thankful that God has made those things which are necessary for the survival and continuation of the human race is pleasurable, not painful. If eating, for example, always produced severe nausea, or sex was painful like a root canal, or sleep, instead of being restful, was filled with nightmares, how long would the race have survived?
Because sex is pleasurable, and can result in children, God set boundaries in which, and only in which, sex may be enjoyed. Hebrews 13:4 says Marriage is honorable in all, and the bed undefiled. It is only in marriage that sex may properly and with God’s blessing be enjoyed. And I say, “enjoyed.” Proverbs 5:18b-19 says, …rejoice with the wife of your youth. As a loving deer and a graceful doe, let her breasts satisfy you at all times; and always be enraptured with her love. And this isn’t just for the husband. In Genesis 18:12, after eavesdropping on the conversation of three strangers with her husband, in which they assure him that his wife Sarah would bear his child, she said to herself, “After I have grown old, shall I have pleasure, my lord being old also?” And marriage isn’t just two people living together. In John 4, when talking to the Samaritan lady, Jesus told her that she had had five husbands and the man she was now living with wasn’t her husband. Jesus gave no sanction to her relationship.
Because children may be the result of sexual activity, it is only in marriage that such activity is permitted. Children need the stability of a family, mom, dad, maybe brothers and sisters in which to grow and learn to live in society. The woman needs the stability of marriage in order to be able to properly “mother” her children and raise them as they ought to be raised. The man needs the stability of marriage to settle him down to the responsibilities of marriage and fatherhood. The children need the stability and security of marriage and the family as they navigate the shoals of growing up and going through adolescence. And, yes, I can hear the howls of the feminists at such patriarchal “male chauvinism.” What does the Scripture say, Romans 4:3.
At work one day, I heard a young man boasting about the fact that he had eight children by five different women. I don’t know if he were telling the truth or not, but he was now talking about having become a “man,” because he finally had a daughter. He probably had no idea that “a man” would take care of those women and children (even though polygamy isn’t favorably portrayed in Scripture. Though I doubt he was married to any of the women). Another man, one of his “achievements” in life was that he had 21 children.
Beyond that, there is the spread of STDs, the poverty of single women trying to raise children by themselves, the misery of the children as they are often neglected or subjected to a succession of men in their mother’s lives. Debauchery, deviancy, degeneracy, disease, death. These are just some of the sad results of the abandonment of God’s wisdom in this part of human life.
You see, there is wisdom in the limitation of sex to within the boundary of marriage.
Love is not simply an emotion, or emotionalism, or sentimentality. It isn’t just feelings, or hormones. It might involve feelings or hormones, but it is so much more than that. Even at the physical level, it is so much more than that. Love is an attitude. So much of the world thinks that love is about “me,” if you “love” me, you’ll let me do what I want. It’s all about my happiness, my wants, my satisfaction. Seldom if ever does such an attitude really think about the other person. This is not love, it is selfishness. True love thinks mainly about the other person.
On the other hand, true love is not to be confused with indulgence. Even God’s love, and perhaps especially God’s love, is not mere indulgence. Hebrews 5:5, 6 says, My son, do not despise the chastening of the Lord, not be discouraged when you are rebuked by Him; for whom the Lord loves, He chastens, and scourges every son whom He receives. Read the section down to v. 11 to get the whole thought. This has something to say about the relationship between parent and child. Although this post isn’t primarily about parenting, “love” is. The world has the idea that the child should be able to do, apparently, whatever it wants. The parent can’t discipline the child, just give him or her a “time out.” Any sort of physical discipline, i.e., “spanking,” is strictly forbidden. I remember listening to a lady radio psychologist several years ago when the subject of spanking came up. The caller was in favor of it. The lady became so upset and irate at such a thought that she was practically incoherent in her response. That’s a lot of the attitude today.
There is a difference between a spanking properly administered and abuse, which is often how it’s categorized. Actually, the abuse comes in, partly because the parent doesn’t understand discipline at all, or because the parent becomes so frustrated that he can’t do anything to the child without getting into trouble that he finally lashes out and oversteps the boundary between discipline and abuse. Society contributes to this by encouraging the child to turn his parent in if the child doesn’t like what they do to him. No child is going to like a spanking.
My grandmother used to tell a story. She was born and raised in Indiana, a few miles south of where I live now. Became a school teacher. She never said why, but she moved to Boulder, Colorado – now affectionately known as “The People’s Republic of Boulder.” (I lived in Denver, 30 miles away, a good part of my life.) There was a school there looking for a teacher. She applied for the job. Remember, we’re talking about 1918 or so. She was around 20. The school board warned her that there was an unruly student in the school who had driven out the last three teachers. Did she still want the job? Would the school board back her up? They would. So she took the job.
Sure enough, the boy began to make trouble. Grandma was the youngest of 11 brothers and sisters, so she knew what to do. She grabbed him by the ear, or arm, and took a yardstick to him. Took one to me a few times, too. I deserved it. Anyway, fast forward about 30 years to 1947. On vacation, Grandma and Grandpa were driving through New Mexico on their way to Carlsbad Caverns, when the car began to overheat. Grandpa stopped at a gas station to get some water for the car, went around the back of the building, and fell over, dead. The assistant district attorney for this little town out in the middle of nowhere in New Mexico, who came to help, turned out to be this same boy, now grown up! He thanked her for whipping him all those years ago. Said that without it he probably would be on the other side of the law.
You know what would happen if a teacher were foolish enough to try that today. She would be the one in trouble and the boy would be soothed and pampered because he was “a troubled youth,” physically abused by an out-of-control school teacher. You know as well as I do that that would happen.
That’s what’s wrong with our youth today – no discipline. “Love” has been redefined as indulgence. I know that not all “troubled youth” go on to lives spent in jail, but that’s no thanks to society.
Ephesians 5:25-29 says, Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave Himself for it, that He might sanctify and cleanse it by the washing of water by the word, that He might present it to Himself a glorious church,…holy and without blemish. So husbands ought to love their own wives as their own bodies…. For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as the Lord the church.
We husbands are pretty good about v. 22, where the wife is to submit to your own husband, as to the Lord, but we fall down pretty badly on the nourishing and cherishing and loving her the way Christ loves us. This post really isn’t about marriage or parenting, but it is about love, love that is concerned about the other person and seeks their welfare. That’s where it starts, humanly speaking, between a husband and wife and then between them and their children – and children and their parents. I appreciated my own mother a lot more after I had kids of my own than I ever did growing up. But by then it was too late to tell her that.
Finally, love isn’t about “tolerance,” that is, we’re not to judge another person’s beliefs or lifestyle or anything. It is said that there are no absolutes, at least not the ones taught by Scripture. While it may be true that love covers a multitude of sins, it is also true that love doesn’t rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth, 1 Corinthians 13:6. John, “the apostle of love,” wrote in 1 John 4:1, Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits, whether they are of God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world. There’s a lot out there that claims to be from God that has nothing to do with Scripture, or Him.
Love, when properly understood, is the best of human characteristics. Misunderstood, it can become the worst.
I understand that a lot of what I’ve written is controversial, because it goes against the grain of current thinking. I can’t help that. What does the Scripture say? Romans 4:3.