This is my attempt to retell the advice of Proverbs 7
in the context of this present age.
My son, I have some advice for you.
Pause for a time;
Hear what I have learned,
That you may receive wisdom and not pain;
That you will be guarded by knowledge and not nature.
For all that is shapely is not trim;
And not all that is buxom is natural.
Hear the truth in my words;
Value the understanding of experience.
A day will come when you will doubt the relevance of old men.
And dismiss advice as uninformed.
Therefore, settle the matter in your mind.
Decide if truth will be the foundation of your principles;
Be as familiar with her as of your sister’s image;
Know your principles as well as any intimate friend,
To keep you from the temptation of seduction.
The familiar story, you have heard.
A young man, full of naïve confidence,
Convinced of his own resolutions,
Purposefully pursues an avenue without sense.
Foolish boy who plays with indwelling fire,
Without an ability to extinguish.
He closes the door, beyond the eyes of elders.
A singular face illuminated by a screen;
Fully aware of the call echoing within;
Lying in wait.
Harmless browsing, bannered by advertising;
Images unsought sponsor a search;
Articles of the alluring allure;
Lists of the hottest ignite heat;
News of the attractive attract;
Only the simple ignore the sequence.
A swing of the door leads to a click on something dormant;
A scroll through the dormant germinates to a click on scantily cladded;
A scroll through the scantily cladded sprouts to a click on the claddless;
A scroll through the claddless blossoms to a click on the corrupt.
A slide starts with a solitary swing.
And now, O Son, listen to me,
And be attentive to the words of my mouth.
Do not believe those who claim no harm in pornography;
Do not value the famous who belittle the value of morality;
Do not credit bondage as freedom;
Do not confuse forgiveness with relevance.
This sin is written with a cursor of steel;
With an icon of diamond it carves cravings into the soul.
Cravings create a crack;
Cracks create a cleft;
Clefts keep one from the power of the One.
Everyday, you train your mind to either,
Seek the pleasure of God
Or the pleasure of flesh.
Let not your heart be turned by a door and swing;
Do not illuminate your face in privacy,
For many have been trapped
And their morality harvested;
Countless convictions have yielded to this call and compromise.
Pornography is a house along a path leading from God;
Those who travel it will never find Him.
Do not think that there are no consequences
To actions behind swinging doors.