“Fluff!  Oh God, I’ve watched way too much porn to say ‘fluff’ with a straight face.”

PORN?  Really?  Porn.

And here I was thinking of little Pomeranians and down pillows.

Now, call me naïve.  I don’t care, not about what you might think of me.  Nope.  What I do care about, however, are the minds of my guy friends and my brothers and my future husband.  I am concerned about them and all of the other men I have met in times past and still have yet to meet, and it breaks my heart knowing that not a single one of them is beyond the lure of pornography’s baleful reach.

[Sigh] I just don’t understand.

I don’t understand how hosting a mistress in bed is so scandalous it could take politicians out of office and preachers out of pulpits, yet hosting a mistress through a television or laptop screen is somehow widely acceptable.  Nonetheless, I know it’s out there and in the homes and secret places of many good men, married and not married.  I also know that there are deeper issues that feed into this, as like any other addiction; thus, I’m not really focused on a lengthy explication of why it is bad, so much as I am trying to simply convey the heart of a woman who loves people deeply and is heartbroken over this thing called pornography.

So to the men out there, here are the sentiments of this woman’s heart on behalf of all other likeminded ladies:

To begin with, we don’t want to share you.  Not now.  Not ever.  Not in another bedroom with another woman, most definitely not in ours…and not in your imagination.  Body, heart, and mind: we want you all, for all time, beginning now.  I know there’s fierce competition clawing for your attention and anticipating your demise.  It can often seem as if fighting for purity in this day and age is like fighting a wildfire with a water gun.  Be that as it may—

I believe that every time you resist the temptation to click on that raunchy ad or YouTube video, there’s a woman out there beginning to accept herself as exquisite and worthy instead of what society objectifies her to be.

I believe that every time you reject the notion that cybersex slaves will assuage you, there’s a woman out there beginning to believe that she will be more than enough to satisfy her husband and keep him around for a lifetime.

I believe that every time you engage in the battle for a clean mind and pure heart, there’s a woman out there letting her man-hating defenses down and allowing her true beauty to be seen.

In the end, I believe that every day you purpose to become the person you were made to be, there’s a woman purposing to become the person whom she was made to be.  Plain and simple but in no way easy, this battle for purity is going to be an intense one.  It’s going to be a difficult one.  Even so, it’s going to be a good and truly worthwhile one.  For as I am beginning to learn, the best things in life always are worth fighting for.