WITH MY BODY I THEE WORSHIP, WITH MY MIND I THEE BLASPHEME: Real Live Preacher has a provocative column deriving from his colossal frustration with counseling cohabiting couples who want a Christian wedding.
[EDITED TO CORRECT: No, apparently the RLP is not the author. It’s some other preacher type guy. SORRY. Anyway….]
I’m not sure what I think of the column as a whole. Much of the phrasing seems to downplay the importance of black-ink, license-y marriage, which I think is a mistake both legally and culturally. (Legally: Yes, I do want marriage, which sustains a free society, to be set apart from other designs for living. Culturally ditto, plus the very word, “marriage,” still retains a kind of homey glamour that makes it easier for people to live up to that deeply heroic vocation.)
RLP reassures us that he’s not trying to downplay reg’lar-old-marriage. He’s just trying to deal with the facts on the ground, which tell him that too many pastors and counselors are encouraging couples to a) view the marriage license, not the promise before God, as the thing that makes a Christian marriage; and b) go for a kind of pro forma abstinence, where you sleep together until you decide you want First Whateverist Christian Church to bless your union, then the preacher yells at you, then you don’t sleep together anymore until the wedding day, then all is kosher again and you recommence sex. Very few couples even do that much, but it’s what the preachers try to get ’em to do. And something seems… dishonest, especially because the premarital abstinence is generally not accompanied by a conviction that the pre-getting-yelled-at-by-a-preacher sex was wrong.
And this is a real problem. I don’t think RLP’s column quite hits a bull’s-eye, but I really sympathize with his dilemma. It’s the same one I face all the time as a pregnancy center counselor. I faced it tonight three times, which is why it’s on my mind. (Also why I’m kicking back with a Corona.) I counsel women who really want to get married, but have pretty much no urgency about that, no mentors (often they don’t know anyone in a happy marriage), no sense that sex and marriage are linked, and no sense of how they could live their lives now in a way that will make good marriages later more likely. All and I mean all of these women were raised Christian.
So here’s what happens. A man and a woman have sex. Mostly they use condoms; sometimes they use hormonal birth control; sometimes they use nothing but one another. The woman considers the man marriageable; I generally don’t find out what the man thinks, not from his own mouth anyway. Often they’ve discussed marriage but are waiting until they’re “ready,” by which they mean, financially stable (good luck), done with their educations, already pillars of the community. Marriage is the last item on life’s to-do list.
Then the woman misses a period. Suddenly a whole host of issues are in play. Often both partners were avoiding marriage for many, many more reasons than “I can’t afford a carriage.” Suddenly she has to deal with the fact that her body, against her will, may have created a permanent bond with a man she wasn’t willing to make a permanent promise to–or who wasn’t willing to make a permanent promise to her.
Suddenly she has to deal with the fact that, as an amazing bit of dialogue from “Vanilla Sky” (of all places) quoted by the RLP points out, “Don’t you know that when you sleep with someone your body makes a promise, whether you do or not?”
Now what do I say?
I want to do a bunch of things, many of which often conflict. I want her to leave the center feeling empowered (I’ve complained about this word before, but I really think it’s a crucial concept to keep in mind when you’re fighting the kind of fatalism–especially “everybody’s doing it” fatalism about sex–that constrains women’s lives). I want her to make a good marriage. I want her to raise a child who has a father (which she, most often, does not). I want her to raise a child who has a good father. I want her to strengthen her relationship with God–and I want to help her see some of the ways to do that which she might not have realized (since almost all of our clients do, especially in the crisis-moment in which they consult the center, seek a closer relationship with Jesus). I want her to know that her body is a temple, that she is made in the image of God, that she is loved and that she can be the princess God created her to be.
So I found the RLP’s words helpful, and I’ve added some of them (especially the idea of making the promise made by the body come into line with the promise made to God and one’s community) to my repertoire. Like other pregnancy counselors, I’ve emphasized that you don’t need a big white cake–or even an official license–to be married, but you do need a promise before God and church community. I’ve asked whether my client and her boyfriend would be willing to have an “extralegal wedding” if you like–a promise of lifelong fidelity performed in front of and blessed by their church–and I’ve tried very hard to make this psychologically equivalent to reg’lar-old-marriage. I’m trying, here, to make marriage mean more than the splashy ceremony and the state approval (the former of which is often out of my clients’ reach and the latter of which doesn’t strike them as relevant), without making it mean less than that.
I believe pretty strongly in shaping the counseling session around the client. So sometimes I’ll use the language of “sexual sin.” Other times I’ll talk solely positively, about how God reveals in Genesis and in the ordinary workings of our own bodies that He means for sex to take place only within the context of a marriage promise. I know I don’t do a perfect job, but I try hard not to sugarcoat this basic Christian truth–and I also know for a fact that many Christian communities do sugarcoat it, refusing to talk about God’s plan for sexuality, thus making my job a lot harder!
I’d love to hear other people’s advice on handling this situation.