Sam Allberry - Why does God care who I sleep with?

To Logan Gates and Ben Dyson,
with thanks for your faithful friendship

It was probably the most bizarre moment of my life.

I was doing some English teaching in central Thailand and had been invited to contribute to a regional training day for high-school English teachers. As a native English speaker, I was there to help with things like pronunciation and conversational English. Or so I thought.

The first indication that this wasnt going to go as Id expected was when they invited me onto the stage at the start of the day. After they introduced me they said we were going to open the day by singing the song chosen as the theme for the day. Or rather, their very own native English-speaking guest was going to.

The bad news: I really cant sing, not in front of actual people. The good news: the song was in English. The other bad news: the karaoke system they were using. It was weird enough that it was early morning on a Saturday, that I was in the middle of a very unfamiliar country, that Id agreed to come and do this as a last-minute favour to my Thai hosts, and that I was now about to sing solo to several hundred teachers.

The song was I Just Called To Say I Love You by Stevie Wonderadmittedly a great song, but not necessarily what youd immediately associate with teaching the language of Shakespeare. I was already well out of my comfort zone, but that wasnt the worst of it. The background footage on the karaoke screen was rather raunchya procession of writhing bodies in various states of undress. Somehow I had to follow the words while ignoring the incongruous imagery they were accompanied by. And try not to turn the colour of beetroot while doing it.

All of which is to say that it is impossible to avoid the subject of sex. If it pops up in as innocuous a setting as I was in that morning in Thailand, there really is little hope of steering clear of it in any and every area of life.

And if Im honest, short of repeating my karaoke experience from that morning, writing a book on sex is about as bizarre a thing as I can imagine myself doing right now. But, like I say, its impossible to avoidbecause it means so much to all of us.

For the past few years Ive been working for a charity whose main task is to address the most urgent questions people have about the Christian faith. Other books in this series will give you a feel of what some of those questions are; but top of the list for most people invariably has something to do with what Christians think and believe about sex.

It is not hard to see why. We know that our sexuality, sex, and the relationships we form are a part of life that really matters. It is not inconsequential. I am very conscious that every single one of us has a range of powerful emotions that come into play as we talk, think and react to sex and sexuality in our lives and culture. We have memories (both good and bad) that shape how we think and behave. Some of us will have painful memories and experiences that continue to haunt us. Some of us will be restless, seeking some form of deeper satisfaction than were currently experiencing. Some of us will be confused by various things weve experienced. And some of us will be perfectly happy with our sex life as it is, and perhaps wonder what all the fuss is about.

And that means that this could be a difficult book for you to read. Whether youre a Christian or not, you may at times find yourself wanting to grunt in disgust or hurl the book across the roombecause what I am suggesting conflicts so deeply with your own views and experience. But rather than give in to your instinct to hurl this book far from you, can I urge you to consider carefully, and as objectively as you can, as I try to explain why I think sex matters so much to all of us. Im writing this as someone who is single and expects to remain so for the future. As a Christian that means I am committed to being celibateto not having sex unless it is with someone Im married to. This issue matters to me, just as it does to us all.

There are significant challenges for Christians in discussions about sex. More and more, sexual freedom is regarded as one of the greatest goods in Western society. A huge amount has changed over the past decade or so. Just fifteen years ago Christians like me, who follow the teaching of the Bible, would have been thought of as old-fashioned for holding to the traditional Christian understanding of sex being exclusively for marriage. But now, increasingly, we are thought of as being dangerous to society. Our views on sex have become that significant. Who we sleep with is seen as a supreme human right. Anything that seems to constrain our choice in this area is somehow viewed as an existential threat.

So the Christian claim that sex is for a very particular context is far more of an offense than it is a curiosity. Why should God care who I sleep with? is perhaps less a question and more just a freestanding objection that doesnt really require an answer.

And yet an answer exists. Christians continue to believe what we believe about sex, and it is a belief that isnt going away, however much it might be derided today. And it is a belief for which there are compelling reasons. I would love you to understand these reasons and weigh them properly before you decide what to do with them.

God cares who we sleep with because he cares deeply about the people who are doing the sleeping. He cares because sex was his idea, not ours. He cares because misusing sex can cause profound hurt and damage. He cares because he regards us as worthy of his care. And, in fact, that care is not only seen in telling us how we should use sex, but also in how he makes forgiveness and healing available to us when we mess this up.

A quick word about the title: Yes, Why does God care about with whom I sleep? is more grammatically correct, but its clunky, and I really think God (and we) have bigger things to worry about. Start on the next page and youll see what I mean.

Its not often that a single tweet explodes into a whole movement.

In late 2017 Hollywood was ablaze with a series of accusations against one of its most celebrated producers, Harvey Weinstein. A succession of women were accusing him of predatory behaviour, and it was receiving widespread attention. On October 15 one actress, Alyssa Milano, tweeted the following:

If youve been sexually harassed or assaulted write me too as a reply to this tweet.

The hashtag #MeToo quickly went viral. The original tweet was posted around noon and by the end of the day the phrase Me too had been used on Twitter over 200,000 times. Within a year, it had been used 19 million timesmore than 55,000 each day.

Many celebrities also told their stories, further raising the profile of the hashtag. Hollywood was engulfed. Other parts of the entertainment industry followed. Stories of harassment and abuse quickly spread in the realms of politics, media, academia and religion. A parallel #ChurchToo hashtag began to emerge as survivors of assault in churches or by church leaders shared their own experiences.

Although Milanos tweet seemed

The widespread adoption of the hashtag has certainly had that effect. Young women of colour may have been a particular concern for Burke, but the hashtag has also enabled many otherswomen of different backgrounds and ages, along with some men tooto be able to share their stories.

One story is particularly worth reflecting on. Writing in The Atlantic , Caitlin Flanagan spoke of the time at high school when a young man had attempted to rape her in his car at an empty parking lot by a beach. After a struggle he eventually stopped and drove her home. She never spoke about it, and goes on in the article to explain why: