God is faithful and knows our hearts. He knows our self-doubts, our fears, and our hold-ups. God knows how our minds can mess us up over and over. But God never gives up.
If we only tell people that something is bad when it really depends on timing and circumstances, we only cripple them when suddenly that things is not “bad” anymore.
When we talk about sex as bad, we more deeply ingrain the idea that it is objectifying and vulgar, and we associate it with only shame. When we describe it only as sacred and private, we gloss the idol in gold, as if it were the communion bread that was sacred and not the remembrance.
What if God’s promise is not to be a road map but a travel companion?
When we want things to happen now, we miss out on so much of the present blessings in our lives.