My friend, may I ask you a question? Shouldn’t all of us be alert to the fact that sex may sell, but you and I are the ones who make the purchases? Wouldn’t each of us do better to make the choice to, look up, and choose modesty over glitter when marketers come selling with skin instead of modesty?
My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m Mark Brunner.
I received a catalog in the mail the other day. It was from a well-known clothing retailer. Yet, the model on the cover was so scantily clad, it was enough to make the average man blush. The picture spared nothing and left little to the imagination. The catalog was addressed: “Current Resident”. I thought about that for a moment as I stood on the side of the road waiting for the traffic to pass. That meant that every man in town and every little boy, for that matter, had that same opportunity as I did to view the cover of that clothing catalog. The question occurred to me as I walked back to the house, catalog strategically tucked at the bottom of the pile, “Why is it that we, as Americans, have become so numbed to what, not so long ago, would have made our fathers and grandfathers blush? Is sex the only way to sell clothing? For that matter, why do we even consider shopping in catalogs that promote the sensual?
The essential question is this: Whatever happened to shame; the shame that comes from knowing a perfect God who hates such things; the God who regards the human body as a creation to regard with awe, not the object of unbridled human passion. Shouldn’t all of us be alert to the fact that sex sells, but human beings are the ones making the purchases and each of us has the choice to choose modesty over glitter?
Here’s a story: An oriental king once summoned into his presence his three sons and set before them three sealed urns–one of gold, the other of amber, and the third of clay. The king bade his eldest son to choose among these three urns that which appeared to him to contain the greatest treasures. The eldest son chose the vessel of gold, on which was written the word “Empire.” He opened it and found it full of blood. The second chose the vase of amber, whereon was written the word “Glory”; and when he opened it he found it full of the ashes of men who had made a great name in the world. The third son chose the vessel of clay, and on the bottom of this vessel was inscribed the name of God. The wise men at the king’s court voted that the third vessel weighed the most, because a single letter of the name of God weighed more than all the rest of the universe. (Macartney’s Illustrations, pg. 139)
The things of this world might appear glittery and lustrous, but when you open them, there’s usually little of value inside. Scantily clad models can easily get you to turn the page, but when the last page is turned, you’ve gained nothing in the process other than feeding your passions. Try this the next time a catalog or magazine comes to your house. Place these down next to your Bible comparing one cover with the other. I think you’ll find that one will remain on the table and the other in the trash. When you’re tempted by the things of this world, look up! Discard those things which distract you. There’s something worth looking for beyond lure of this world and the flesh. It’s called eternal life in Christ. The rest IS but dust and ashes.
“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own” (Matt 6:34)
We pray. Heavenly Father, you have created the human body with such perfection and awe. Yet, we so often regard it with passion than with awe. The world around us is bent on marketing human sexuality to sell just about anything. We ought to regard this with sadness, but so often we just are numbed by it all. Forgive us Father when cease to be offended by things that offend. In Jesus name we pray. Amen
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