My parents and I were attending a basketball game, sitting among a crowd in the nosebleed section. The row ahead of us was a group of guys, each somewhere in their late twenties. Directly in front of my mom, sat one of the guys, slouched in his seat, eyes far from the action on the court as he stared down at his phone. His thumb flicked slowly, stuck scrolling through images unsuitable for the public eye.
Images once hidden between mattresses are no longer out of sight.
It’s as if pornography has become accepted as the new normal.
And we have become casualties to something that has become casual.
According to the Barna Group, 1 in 3 Americans seek out pornography once a month. These viewers aren’t accidentally stumbling upon porn, but intentionally seeking it out and finding it. Another statistic shows 25 percent of all search engine requests are pornography-related (HealthyMind.com).
We can, in less than three clicks, find pornography. This isn’t an invitation to search for it, rather a warning to protect ourselves. This epidemic is sweeping our world, slowly removing us from reality.
We’ve bought into the lie that viewing pornography is harmless.
For a while we’ve looked the other way, passing pornography off as a phase teenagers go through and a guilty pleasure for adults.
But this phase can develop into a dangerous lifestyle.
The constant viewing of butts, breasts, and thighs can become our way of getting high.
We can overdose on objectifying, losing our lives to lust.
Porn is anything but harmless, it is extremely harmful.
Pornography tattoos itself on our minds, latching on like a leech. It’s permanence places unhealthy expectations on those around us, deceiving as it endangers our relationships, creating a divide between what is real and what is fantasy.
Essentially: Porn ruins our reality by offering intimate images without requiring connection or intimacy. We begin to believe that intimacy no longer demands vulnerability or honesty; instead, we not only disconnect the act of sex and intimacy, but we burn the bridge between the two.
There is nothing redeeming or hopeful about pornography. It steals more than it gives, kills instead of giving life. Pornography attempts to convince us that it will satisfy, but instead leads us further from hope, lost and searching for more.
The bottom line is: Porn lies.
We have to wonder, if porn is so bad for us, why are we still looking at it?
What we consume can easily control us.
It is no secret that what has been seen cannot be unseen. Viewing pornography is most commonly born out of boredom and curiosity, but this self-gratifying interest can lead to a painful addiction.
Our world has become wildly mindful about what we eat, but we remain callously careless about what we view.
We’ve become addicted.
The more an individual views pornography, the more likely he or she is to become dependent on it.
Like a drug, pornography eats away at our mind while wearing down our resistance to later relapses. The comparison continues in that we don’t have to find a dealer or spend hundreds of dollars to feed this addiction, we just have to swipe open our phones. This cheap addiction will make us pay dearly as it kills intimacy, creates comparison, and induces destruction.
Don’t fall the for the lie any longer.
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