How far can I go? It's the question of a generation wanting straight answers. Often the very questions we ask reveal our hearts better than anything else. In Kissed the Girls and Made Them Cry, Lisa Bevere tackles these tough issues by moving us from rules to relationship. There is no question we need a renewal of purity, but what we're doing is not working.
How far can you go? Ask yourself: What do you ultimately want? Immediate and temporary gratification that wanes with the passage of time? Or passion and exclusive intimacy that endures and intensifies?
God wants to move us beyond the restraint of the law (which arouses sin) and plant us into a garden of longing where our sexuality and passion is carefully guarded and cultivated until the time for its awakening. This is a book for every daughter in waiting and every woman who has never known desire in her life and marriage.
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Lisa Bevere’s authentic and passionate teachings weave profound biblical truths with practical application. A New York Times best-selling author, her books are in the hands of millions worldwide. Lisa and her husband John, who’s also a best-selling author and teacher, are the founders of Messenger International.
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Kissed the Girls and Made them CryWhy women lose when they give in
By Lisa Bevere
Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2002 Lisa Bevere
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Chapter OneGod's Bedtime Story
The phone rang and interrupted the usual chaos residing in a home filled with four boys set free from school for the summer.
It was my pastor.
"Lisa, I was wondering if you would be available to speak to the girls of the high-school youth group tonight about sex?"
I froze as my mind flashed back to a recent episode of a local daytime TV talk show I'd seen while folding one of many loads of laundry. If this show was accurate, things had really changed since my high-school days. According to the TV show, even junior-high students were engaged in sexual acts I hadn't even known existed back in my early teens.
"Tonight?!" I stuttered, finding myself surprisingly nervous.
"Yes," he continued. "Here's the plan. We're going to separate the guys and the girls. I'll take the guys, and you'll have the girls in the youth room."
"John is flying in tonight. Would you mind if I checked with him first?" I asked lamely, stalling for time.
"No, sure. Give me or the youth pastor a call back when you've decided."
I hung up ... a little shaken. What was going on here? I travel all over the country speaking in front of large groups of women of mixed ages, so why did I have trepidation about our local high-school youth group girls? I needed to get ahold of myself. After all, I was a former youth pastor's wife. I'd survived those two years more or less unscathed. Then I realized it wasn't the age group that bothered me ... it was the subject matter.
I dialed John's cell phone. He answered at some airport in transit to our home.
"Honey, our pastor wants to know if I will talk to the high-school youth-group girls tonight about sex. I don't know what I want to do. ... I mean, you're coming home tonight, and it's kind of late notice, and I'm not even sure what I'd say to them. I mean, do you know there are a lot of girls in junior high involved in oral sex?"
My last comment was thrown in for shock value, but John was apparently unmoved. "It's fine with me. I think you should do it."
"But what am I going to say to a bunch of high-school girls? I don't even have a daughter, and I have almost no time to prepare," I argued.
"You have three hours, Lisa. I think you should go for it," John countered.
Great—he wasn't going to give me any place to hide. I heard my boys arguing and starting to get rowdy in the distant upstairs.
"No, the boys will be too wild at home for me to get anything done ... and what should I say about sex anyway?!"
"God will show you. Listen, I'm boarding the plane. Call him and tell him it's fine with me."
"Well, I'm not so sure ... but I'll let you go. Call me when you land," I muttered.
Of course it was fine with John—he wasn't the one having to do it. I hate it when I want to have an "out" and he won't give me one. I looked around his office, scanning his shelves for possible reference books as I dialed back my pastor, still uncertain what I'd say.
"Hey, John is fine with it." Before I realized it, I was committed.
"Fantastic! Listen, I don't want you to overprepare. Here's the format: We will have praise and worship together. Then the girls will leave with you. They will have an opportunity to fill out three-by-five cards asking any questions that they might possibly have. You will answer their questions for the first half-hour, teach them for the next half-hour, and then let them go."
"Will I get to see the questions ahead of time?" The answer was "no." I became even more uncomfortable.
"Hey did you know I was a really good heathen before becoming a Christian? I mean, it isn't like I have this wonderful testimony of purity or anything. I think someone else might be better equipped for this lecture."
"Well, I don't think you should give your testimony (since it was now obvious I didn't have one). I want you to talk about purity and give them some straight answers. You'll do great."
And then he was gone. I hung up, wondering how I'd even gotten myself involved in this. I had a zillion others things I needed to do. It meant another night away from my kids, and I certainly felt anything but qualified on the topic at that point. I ran out of John's office and gathered my four sons around for the announcement and to plead my case.
"Hey guys, I really need your cooperation here. Mommy has been asked to speak to the high school youth group girls in three hours. I really need to prepare. I'm going to go into Daddy's office. Please, please, please let me have this time. Don't bother me unless you're bleeding. Be nice to each other. Go outside and get some fresh air or go upstairs or down in the basement, but I don't want anyone on this level of the house. I don't want to hear any arguing. Understand?"
They looked back and forth at each other and then nodded their assent. They recognized the look of a desperate woman.
I swept back into John's office and started pulling down concordances and reference materials. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught my nine-year-old son, Alec, standing outside of John's glass door looking at me. I pulled open the door.
"What is it, Alec?" I asked impatiently.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just watching you," he answered nonchalantly.
"That is not an option. Remember, you are supposed to be upstairs, downstairs, or outside! Go!" I asserted.
"Okay," he shrugged as he shuffled off.
Kids! I enclosed myself again in the semisolitude and opened up Matthew Henry's Commentary, but I really had no idea where to start. I pulled out my Amplified Bible and was reviewing all those familiar Scriptures on purity and fornication and whoremongers when the phone rang again. Now I was getting edgy. I picked it up hastily.
It was my pastor again. "Hey, Lisa. Listen, tonight is off. We just can't make it happen this soon. But we want to be able to announce it tonight and have it happen next week. Are you going to be in town next week?"
Here was my chance! Perhaps I was scheduled to be out of town. I grabbed for my Daytimer and flipped forward a week.
"I will be home next week."
"Great—we'll do it then." And he was gone again.
I felt some sense of relief knowing I now had a week instead of three hours to prepare (which didn't really count as such since I hadn't even taken a shower or cooked dinner yet). I breathed a sigh of relief and let my boys know life could return to its usual rhythm, I moved forward with my day feeling a lot lighter.
Over the next week, I carried the service and its content in my heart. I really sought God and searched the Scriptures and my own heart for answers to the questions I knew I would encounter. I made an educated guess that I'd at least be asked how far it was okay "to go," as if our individual sexuality was a par course or bike race of sorts. I searched the Scriptures for a clear and definitive answer, figuring the one I had given my children when they were young wouldn't fly. After all, I was the mother who told her children Magic Johnson had gotten the HIV virus by kissing too many girls and then was surprised when they were afraid to kiss relatives goodbye. I hadn't wanted to trouble them with details when they were "so young."
I sent my oldest son to a courtship seminar when he was twelve and promised to arrange a marriage for him. I even offered to take applications for his future mate when I was out on the road. I almost had him convinced at the point when I told him how much money he would save if he weren't paying for dates. He could use it to buy a really neat car.
But now I had to be serious. There would be several hundred girls who probably wouldn't go for my arranged marriage theory. I prayed in earnest:
Father, I really need an answer for these girls. I want to impart Your wisdom, not my own opinion or that of anyone else. Should I tell them it is okay to hold hands as long as they go no farther? Or perhaps You think kissing is okay? I really need to know soon.
I waited but sensed no reply to my prayer, so I got up off my face and headed for the shower. Tomorrow was D-day. As I showered, my mind wandered the paths I could walk down the next night, until I heard the Holy Spirit speak to me and focus my direction a bit.
He said to me, "You are looking for rules to restrict their behavior. Rules will not keep them. The empowerment they need must be born out of relationship. Change your focus from what they can't do to what they can do. Tell them they can go as far with their boyfriends as they are comfortable doing in front of their fathers. For fathers are the protector and guardian of the virtue for daughters."
I got excited! It wasn't about rules, and I couldn't let myself be led down that path. That would reduce the discussion to a lecture about the law and leave the teenagers powerless and me frustrated. Instead, it was about having a relationship with their heavenly Father and honoring their earthly ones. It wasn't about limitations, morals, and a code of ethics chiseled in cold stone, but of living ones penned on their hearts. I jumped out of the shower, dried off, and began to type out about six pages of notes for myself.
The following night I arrived after praise and worship had already started, feeling rather conspicuous and out of place. I obviously stood out as a woman in her forties surrounded by so many teens. It wasn't even like I could slip in undetected. I imagined the teens viewed me as another "intruder mom" come to spy on their youth group. When worship was over, the white three-by-five cards were passed out across the length and width of the auditorium for the recording of the dreaded questions. I smiled at a couple of girls sitting near me and leaned over and encouraged them to write anything they wanted. I was hoping they would be nice out of fear I might recognize their handwriting later.
"Oh, I just have a question about clothes," one volunteered innocently.
I nodded confidently and smiled, thinking to myself, Great! I can handle a question about clothing. This will be easier than I thought. I shouldn't have gotten so bent out of shape.
When the cards were filled out, all the females departed the main sanctuary for our destination, the youth sanctuary down the hall. There the cards were collected as the girls passed through the doorway. I couldn't help noticing how loud and rambunctious the girls were as we all made our exodus. I awkwardly waited on the sidelines as the youth leaders collected the cards from some four hundred girls and watched as these girls packed into the seats. When all the seats were full, the girls spilled out onto the floor. With all the cards collected, the stack and the microphone were handed to me, and I mounted the platform to commence the question-and-answer session.
Even the bonus of an additional week had not prepared me for the kind of questions I received that night. The first was a question as to whether or not I agreed that a certain intern at the church (named on the card) was the sexiest man alive. I replied that I did not agree. I told the girls that I thought my husband was the sexiest man alive.
The next question had to do with clothes: Is it okay to dress sexy? How much skin can you show at any one time?
I looked at the girls present. A lot of them were in skirts so short I had been afraid of what might happen when they sat down. Others sported bare midriffs revealing pierced navels suspended above jeans or shorts that looked as if they had been intentionally pulled down as low as possible on their hips.
For clarification I asked, "Are you wondering if I think it is okay for you to dress suggestively?"
The majority nodded their heads, pleased that I understood.
"Sure, I think it is a great idea. Go right ahead and dress like a whore if you want to attract a whoremonger. It's like fishing—the bait you use will determine what you'll catch. So if you want to hook a sleazy guy, by all means dress sleazy."
They were a little stunned, so I continued: "I'm not saying it is wrong to dress attractively or even fashionably, but dressing suggestively is only appropriate behind closed doors between a husband and his wife."
I shared how there were things I wore alone in the bedroom with my husband that would be inappropriate to wear while walking the dog or while scrambling eggs for my four sons the following morning. Often when my children help me fold laundry, a brightly colored or oddly shaped piece of lingerie will be held up for identification, I explain it is "Mommy-Daddy" clothes. Shoulders are shrugged and the item is passed to me, "Here, you fold it. I'm not sure I know how it goes."
Another question came from the girls about what body parts were okay to pierce, to which I referenced the Bible's piercing suggestions: ears and noses (Ezek. 16:12). I recommended staying away from anything that is not made of cartilage.
There were quite a few questions about the Bible's stance on homosexuality. Did it say anything about it? Was it wrong? How could love between any two people ever be wrong, homosexual or otherwise? As an answer, I gave them references to study for themselves and explained that the right thing (love) in the wrong setting (sexually expressed between people of the same gender) was still wrong. It is an invalid way to meet a valid need, a perversion of the valid God-ordained expression of sexual love.
There were other questions about oral sex, and some too rude, crude, and disrespectful to even mention. But then came the big one. Now, don't get me wrong. I had already encountered it a number of times, but I just kept putting it off by pushing the card to the back of the pile. It was the one most frequently recorded, closely followed by one version or another of, Is it okay to dress sexy? I could avoid it no longer—it was the moment they'd been waiting for: the greatly anticipated question ... How far is too far?
When I shared the answer the Holy Spirit had given me, the whispering and giggling stopped and you could hear a pin drop. Each girl was visiting this scenario in her mind. In front of my dad? What would that look like? Come on, we don't do things like that in front of our fathers!
This is true, for most everything we would do sexually we'd do behind closed doors, in darkened corners, under the cover of night, in a car, or in a drug or alcohol haze. If we were brazen enough, perhaps we'd mess around in a dark room of our homes while our parents slept elsewhere, but never in the light, sober, right in front of our dads!
A hush over the room continued, and I knew it was the right answer to the wrong question from a generation of confused and vulnerable girls. The most alarming revelation for me was the fact I stood before high-school church girls under the leadership of a dynamic, passionate, and on-fire youth pastor. I knew the leadership of this youth group hungered for holiness and the fire of God to sweep through the youth and bring with it revival and restoration. I knew these leaders personally pursued purity. Where was the problem? I was soon given some insight.
I preached my message and closed the service at 9 P.M., those who wanted to stay for prayer or just to talk and ask more questions were invited to remain and speak with one of the youth-group leaders or myself. I was shocked at how many girls lingered, their countenances very different from the almost open defiance I'd encountered when I first came in. What I heard for the next two hours broke my heart.
Young girls who trembled under the pain and shame of sexual violation and molestation at the hands of those they'd trusted: friends, boyfriends, uncles, brothers, stepfathers, or even fathers. Young girls tormented by the mental replay of sexually charged images, perverted movies, music videos, photos, or Internet sites. Young girls who felt dirtied by conversations or jokes they'd been part of, overheard, or shamed by names they'd been called. Others were entangled in masturbation.
All these secrets shrouded their young lives like a gray film or clinging residue that refused to be washed off. It lingered behind like the scent of smoke so all might know they'd walked in the midst of unclean fire.
These daughters had no safe haven where they could simply rest and sleep without wrestling images, imaginations, voices, or shadows from their pasts. They were isolated from peace by fear and shame. Some had been equipped with rules but found them to be a faulty protection from the onslaughts waged against their minds. Too often if bodies had escaped physical violation, minds had not. They longed to be rescued by a knight in shining armor. To escape the dark tower of shadows that imprisoned them, but the knights were gone. Too often it was the men in their lives that had disappointed, violated, or abandoned them, leaving them vulnerable and distrustful.
I was told stories of an abuse—so subtle you may mistake it as harmless: parents who watched movies filled with sexual promiscuity, innuendos, and often, partial nudity with their children in the shelter of their homes or beside them in the dark theatre. Young girls shared how uncomfortable they'd been watching this with their parents, especially with their fathers. They'd feel shame and fidget, then look at their parents and notice they weren't flinching. After a few such movies or TV shows, they pushed the uncomfortable feelings away, but were unable to see their parents in quite the same light. It was as though by watching their father view the naked breasts of another woman presented in a sexually suggestive manner, their own virgin breasts had been uncovered. They left the experience feeling vulnerable and violated and not even knowing why.
But how can a daughter feel safe and protected if her father is entertained by promiscuity? Will she sense his protection, disapproval, or disappointment when he is not around if she has not seen it when he is? What happens when little girls no longer feel safe?
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1 God's Bedtime Story....................1
Chapter 2 Where Are We?....................12
Chapter 3 Go, and Sin No More....................21
Chapter 4 Awakening Love....................32
Chapter 5 Sleeping Beauty....................51
Chapter 6 The Original Cinderella....................62
Chapter 7 What to Do If Sexual Love Awakens....................72
Chapter 8 Honoring Your Father....................86
Chapter 9 Living Sacrifices....................96
Chapter 10 Breaking the Curse....................108
Chapter 11 Chosen by a Passionate, Holy God....................126
Chapter 12 The Power of Purity....................138
Chapter 13 Dressed to Kill....................154
Chapter 14 Living Free from Regret....................167
Chapter 15 Why We Lose When We Give In....................184
Conclusion: The Power of Love....................191
About the Author....................196
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I realize that the author didn't make a case for men in that yes, women can and do use THEM for sex. However, if you search to the bottom of your heart and to the back of your mind we KNOW that the emotionall hurt that happens when one is introduced to sex at the wrong time USUALLY happens to women. And SECONDLY the fact that women ARE more prone to that kind of hurt more so than men due to their NATURE is why she probably feels the need to warn women against it. The fact that women are more receptive to love, emotions, and desires as a woman is NOT NOT NOT a weakness! It was meant to be a strength when awakened in a God-approved fashion. When I read this book I thought about how a woman's senses (smell, taste, touch, etc.) are even scientifically proven to be keener than a man's. We're MEANT to enjoy all of the fruits of love! Love emotions, intimacy, to perfumes and the taste of candy. I believe the author wanted young women to have God's best, not the world's half-*ssed attempt at mimicking love for lust and 'empowering' (yeah right!) women. For a girl whose tasted what the world has to offer, it doesn't measure up one OUNCE to what God has to give! God bless!
Ok, before I read this book I did look at the negative and positive opinions. I must say the negative opinions don¿t make any sense after reading this book. In no way does Lisa Bevere ask women to be lower than a human male, but to rise from the oppression that women do to themselves to get him. The whole book tells us not to find affirmation through the human male, but through Jesus Christ. So I am so curious to understand the people who left negative remarks on this stand: that woman need the human male to find affirmation? The book says that we must find love in Jesus Christ and then we will find it in ourselves. The closing not only tells us what women want¿which we do deep down (i.e. feminist, and the so called independent women, which I was, that says we don¿t), that a human male can not provide all of these needs, but Jesus can. When she talks about the ¿he¿ in her book she isn¿t talking about the ¿he¿ in terms of a human male, but Jesus Christ who came on earth as a male figure. I know that people can not say Jesus was not on the earth because it is written in our history books, but some don¿t believe he came from God to save us, which he did. The tragic thing in our society today is I grew up to become this independent women and came to realize I was growing more to become superior to my male counterpart, that I desired. I had to realize, (meaning the real realization), after some years that a male was placed on earth before female. Also that she actually came from his rib! So in saying this in no way am I saying you should be lower or we can¿t act like a man, because obviously we can, but life is not about that. I do find what she says is true about Adam and Eve¿s fall that it has caused us to only battle or blame each other for our fall. Although we don¿t necessarily say this in those terms, but we find it through our culture norms. Observing the male and female figure we are totally different from one another the male is a conqueror, while the female does want to be loved, (long ago I would have cringed at this statement). I must say rude reality had to come kick me in the face to see this. So, yes the rude reality, independent women, is that the male species is stronger and a protector, and yes we must submit to our husband, but first find Christ before all of that. I am also not saying to submit to any man, but much prayer is needed to find that man (husband), because ultimately it is Christ that sustains us, not the man.
I am not ignorant. I am VERY aware of the battle of sexuality between the 'Liberal Left' and the 'Christian Right'. The problem is that you can not bring the American mindset of 'everything is ok as long as it makes you feel good' and expect this book to agree with you. Please understand that there are Christians out there, of whom I am one, that LOVE sex within its created purpose. God CREATED sex to be AMAZING!! Sex is meant to be pure 'not prude' and shared within marriage and when it is taken out of that context people get screwed. And no, the writer doesn't go into the man side of things because '1' that isn't the purpose of this book, and '2' she isn't a man!! How can she fully depict the male point of view accurately? She NEVER speaks against men. She NEVER presents a 'protect yourselves from the evil males' philosophy, as has been suggested by other reviewers. What she does is present the realities of what sexual misconduct 'sex outside of the marriage covenant - regardless of the circumstances' and how it affects the heart/mind/soul/spirit of women. Feminists will not enjoy this book. Liberals will not enjoy this book. If you are not willing to accept the fact that women are emotional by nature 'we were created that way' and men are physical by nature 'created that way', not to say that women aren't physical and men don't feel anything, again this book probably won't make your best-seller list. But if you can at least agree that women are emotionally driven at the core of who we are and that improper sexuality can leave us wounded, you might actually learn a thing or two about yourself and find some clarity 'truth' to the questions that usually go unanswered.
I have to strongly disagree with the reviews that think this book sterotypes women. I just finish the book last night, i could not put it down,nor i could wait until i had the chance to read it again. this book showed me who i should be looking to fulfill me- JESUS not a man or sex. because i am worth so much than just sex. i started out reading this book not to find out about sex but to find out why i let myself get hurt so often and how to fix that. in the process i found out anwsers to questions that i wanted to ask but dare not too. like one said earlier if you dont have a relationship with GOD, JESUS, and the HOLY SPIRIT this book is not for you!! becacuse you can never understand how much love and desire they have to be with you and get to the point of falling more in love with them ,than man. then when the time is right He will send the man that He has for you until then just be happy to be in love with HIM! to me thats what this book is about.
This book is outstanding because it calls women to live outside of the stereotypes the world and popular culture places on them. I hate the way media and our society has turned girls into little more then sex objects. Anything that challanges girls beyond that has to be given a shot. This is a must read for all young women and parents struggling to keep themselves or a child pure.
Lisa shares stories of her life and principles on how to honor God in choices we make as women. She gives sound advice and uses a lot of bible verses.
I liked this book because it reminds me as a Christian that I have a higher calling in life.This book would be difficult to read if you do not profess to be a Christian. The secular world finds it hard to live by higher standards, such as God's. But I know God has a specific plan for every life, He doesn't miss a beat. This book helps you to understand yourself and God's plan for you concerning your passions and love life.
I would never want a young woman to read this book for several reasons,one being the writer views women as emotional,illogical, love sick vunerable passive vessels.This is NOT a message young women need.What young women need to know is they are just as prone to desire and oh my lust as men are,and how to controll desire and oh my LUST. The Christian Right as a whole completely ignores any real sexuality in women and girls,and always seems to equate all sexuality in women to being desirable or desired. The writer completely ignores the fact of how people are individuals and how men can be hurt and emotional and women can be the hunters and use men. After reading the book I came to the conclusion that the Christian Right wants women to feel and vunerable in every aspect of their lives,including sexuality,so these people,the Christian Right can use the vunerable state of mind the girl gets after reading this book to their advantage to further convert the reader to a born again with all the typical hang ups born agains have about sex. If you can get someone in a vunerable state of mind you can manipulate their emotions much more.This is why no books about women from the born agains empower women and make them feel like whole human beings.Their ultimate goal is to get women dependent and easily lead and controlled so they can be dominated and made into children. The book gave me a sense of sadness.To think how many women have read the book and believed all the nonsense about 'female emotions' and 'vunerabilities'It's enough to make me sick. I left the born again church for this very reason.Their goal is to create mindless submissive women who obey,bury their talents and deny sexuality.
I just heard the author of this book on Pittsburghs christian radio. WORD FM. I have made mistakes of my own regarding this issue and it gave me hope that I can leave regrets of past mistakes behind me. I thank God for her and her work. This is a book that will be added to my perminant collection.
Some presume, wrongly, that Jesus' message is that women are--or should be--weak, emotional, and asexual. Some Christians do believe that...some non-Christians do, too--but Lisa's message is not that at all. This book will be a source of anger for women who are still trying to live in the fragile world of our brainwashed culture--it will be a source of strength for women who sense that something is wrong and want to experience a more powerful and fulfilled life.
The assumption is women are weak and emotional and cannot handle breakups and sexual experiences,due to some so called female hormone,oxytocin and general emotional and mental weakness,thought to plagg women.While on the other hand,all men are naturally logical and can take whatever comes to them.How wrong is book is! Not only is it sexist but it has an agenda to weaken women and give them the notion that they can't make it in the world without a "Christian man" who will patronize them and put them in a place of little influence and controll of life.Somehow the writer believes,a woman cannot survive without a father figure of a husband who has all the right answers in life and who will eventually take controll and become the sole leader or rule maker in the household. Just the words"women giving in" makes me ill. Who made these fundamentalist Christians all knowing about sex and sexuaity to give such misleading information.Women are as sexual as men,but for some reason this fact is a great threat to the patriarcal system at large and especially to the Christian Right. The whole point and true agenda of these books is to brainwash women into thinking they are,emotional,weak,ineffectual,inner oriented,other oriented and basically lacking in several abilities,one of which is courage,independence and strong sexuality. There is an agenda here,to make Christian women the small minded and the Christian men into these all knowing mental giants.Nothing is worse than a man who looks at you as a child and believes you are without sexual desires.This runs through fundamentatlist Christianiy like a train.The train is off its tracks.
I thought this was a great book. It gives girls & women hope and it opens up eyes. This isn't your normal...don't do this or that type book. It's inspiring and I just want to go out and get it for all the young women I know. It can change a life!
Every page of the book is smuthered with a negative and defensive look at men and sexuality. The message is 'men are the enemy and you must guard your virtue'.Not an exact quote but an example of how the book could be a hazard for a young lady when she wants to know about sexuality and men. Everyone is a sexual being not just men.Nor are men always the aggressors which society sterotypes them as being.Women can be hurt, women can use men for sex.It all depends on the people involved in the situation.No two people are alike. After reading the book I was left with the wind out of my sails.The constant sterotyping of behavior left me with a very sad feeling,a feeling of anger.My anger was do to the fact of not many books have a positive word to women and girls about sex. Most are about not 'giving in' as though women are the only pressured people. No young woman can read this book and feel very positive about sex or herself.The book is very clear about these sterotypical 'limitations women have.Hence the only sexuality women have is passive,responsive and limited to whatever the man does to 'win her heart'. As though women are blind to desire. The defensive attitude toward sex in the book is dangerous,for how can a woman ever feel free to desire if she is made to feel so neurotic about sexuality.
Our NATURE?How would anyone else know my nature but me!God gave us all a unique individual nature.My nature is different from other women.God didn't make stepford wives,He made individuals. The writer wants to keep women at a lower level than men,by robbing them of their strength and power.She does it by saying how women have this NATURE which makes them more easily hurt,so she thinks.What you believe about yourself,the inner voice you have will dictate how you respond to sex and love.This idea of women being more emotional and romantic is culture driven.It is bunk and every woman should strive to leave these beliefs behind her.BTW I'm Muslim,but I read the book to see how Evangelicals view women,and it makes me happy I'm not one of them!If you believe your 'nature' is emotional and soft,you will be emotional and soft.If some women wish to believe women are 'victims' of men,they can.No one can stop them because it's convenient for them so they can say POOR ME.