Sometimes I forget the huge differences between Lew and me. Especially where sex is concerned.
Sometimes I forget that he needs it more often than I do, and in vastly different ways than I do. I'm very comfortable with doing it the same way every time, with maybe an occasional twist in direction, but nothing out of the ordinary.
I should know by now that he has little favorite things that have nothing to do with modern, feminist - driven sex, but rather a Song of Solomon view of sex. Sex for him is an all-encompassing encounter that sometimes involves all five senses, sometimes only one. As it should be, as it is written in the Word of God.
I used to have a hard time with that, because I couldn't understand the need for any other kind of sex besides intercourse. But apparently it isn't always about intercourse. Husbands need to be affirmed sexually in different ways. They need to be felt, smelled, tasted, heard, seen.
My own husband needs sex in a completely different way than I do. To give him sex my way is to deprive him of something he needs - a desire God placed inside Him - a desire that I am supposed to meet for him. Once I got that through my thick skull and learned what to do, we developed a much more intimate relationship.
Just remember - It really isn't always about intercourse - it's about connection. It's about being willing to do the most intimate things possible to bless and bring pleasure to your own husband. That's what you agreed to when you said you would marry him.
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