By: Sherri Wilson Johnson
When I was growing up, one of the common sandwiches we had around our house in the summer was a BLT. Nothing like some juicy bacon, crisp lettuce, and fresh tomato between two soft slices of white bread. Of course, back then I didn’t want anything to do with tomatoes because they were gross and squishy so I’d have a BLC—bacon, lettuce, and cheese instead. Nowadays, I’ll definitely eat the tomato but I’ve switched to wheat bread or I’ll skip the bread altogether and just have a salad with those ingredients on it.
There are unlimited combinations for sandwiches. Walk into any Subway or Blimpie and you’ll instantly see that if it can fit between two slices of bread, it’s offered as an option.
But imagine a sandwich with jelly, avocado, and cucumber. Or maybe one with meatballs, peanut butter, hot sauce, and pickles. Those sandwiches would be kind of gross. Wouldn’t they? I doubt you’d ever order a sandwich like that even if you might eat those ingredients separately.
Until you put all of those things together between two pieces of bread, it’s not a sandwich. They’re just individual things sitting there on your counter or in your fridge. If they are nutritious, they don’t do anything for you until you eat them. If they’re harmful, they can’t hurt you until you partake of them.
Such is the case with another BLT. The BLT of summer. Boys. Lust. Temptation.
Boys are fun to talk to, look at, flirt with, and spend time with. As long as that’s all you do with them while you’re hanging out this summer in your free time, then there’s no harm.
But what if that’s not all you do or all you want to do? If you start to think about engaging in sex with a particular boy or doing anything with him that involves your body in a dishonoring way, then you have opened the door to Lust.… continue reading