One of the great gifts of the Reformation was restoring the right of priests (pastors) to marry. On the basis of God's Word, this return to the earlier Christian practice emphasized this great truth, which applies both to the clergy and the laity alike: God created man to be a sexual being, but the sexual activity of the man was not intended to be purely for his own physical satisfaction. Instead, the beautiful Hebrew word yadah--to know--is used to describe one of the chief purposes of sexual relations (along with, of course, procreation):
Men and women are not simply to "have sex," but they are to know each other - body and mind. Making love finds its arena within the holy bond of love that is marriage. Lovemaking is not simply an event that happens from time to time in the bedroom, but is the substance of every act of married life. What happens in the mundane moments builds the basis for the moments of passion and fills them with meaning, such that the marital act becomes sacrifice and an act of kindness, the deepest sharing, and not just a moment of pleasure where one is present with another person in the body but absent in the soul. The whole life is shared together: when the woman cooks a meal for her husband, when the man obliterates the spider for his wife, when each spouse cares for the other in a myriad of ways, these also are making love--and without it, the sexual life is impoverished, a physical act between two souls who neither know nor care for one another.
What is astonishing, then, is that we allow the worst kind of corruption of God's intent for sexuality--pornography--to be labeled "mature." It is anything but. Pornography twists the Lord's beautiful intention for sexuality by making it entirely curved in on the self. A man looks at a picture to seek pleasure, instead of finding it in the one whom God gave him. The picture is unreal (often altered), while the woman God has given is far more beautiful precisely because she is both God's child and God's gift. "Ah, this is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh! She shall be called woman, for she was taken out of man."
To reject the wife of one's youth in favor for pixels on a screen is not "mature." It is the height of immaturity. So join with me in a campaign: whenever we refer to porn, let's call it not "adult/mature material," but juvenile, immature material. And then let's pray for those men wrapped up in this immaturity, that they might grow up in Christ and receive maturity from Him.