I have been reading through the book Soul Cravings and last night I was caught off guard by the words I read below. As always, I share what inspires me hoping that it will in some way inspire you too.
Sex can be the most intimate and beautiful expression of love, but we are only lying to ourselves when we act as if sex is proof of love. Too many men demand sex as proof of love; too many women have given sex in hopes of love.
We live in a world of users where we abuse each other to dull the pain of our aloneness.
We all long for intimacy, and physical contact can appear as intimacy ... at least for a moment.
Is there any moment that feels more filled with loneliness than the second after having sex with someone who cares nothing about you?
There is no such thing as free sex. It always comes with a cost. With it, either you give your heart, or you give your soul. It seems you can have sex without giving love, but you can't have sex without giving part of yourself.
-Excerpt from "Soul Cravings" by E. McManus.
What do you think about the above paragraph?
Do you agree? Why? With what statements?