I love reading fiction, or non-, that shatters stereotype in the way that God's love in Christ devastates the heart.
Tim is a novel by Colleen McCullough in which a 40-something well-to-do spinster and a gorgeous but mentally arrested 25-year-old laborer develop an unlikely friendship and, eventually, marry. Set in Australia, the story deals with cultural stereotype, evidencing the unkindness and exploitation that can go along with it. But more so it celebrates the goodness that can be found in the most "unlikely" of persons and relationships.
Much of what might make a person attractive or valuable to another are the very things defined as unattractive by a culture of ostentation. Such distortion causes that which is not important to be grossly over-considered while valuable traits are overlooked or missed entirely. Even worse, such traits may be disdained in the eyes of those shackled by greed or other self-focus.
(Note that cultural stereotype in the story does not include Christian mores, as it often does in writing that attempts to blast stereotype. This story is not a call to abandon Christian principle; indeed, Tim and Mary's friendship is completely upright.)
On the night their marriage is consummated, Tim considers:
It was as though her differences had been invented just for him, he had no conscious awareness that she was exactly like any other female. She was Mary, and her body belonged to him as utterly as his Teddy [bear] had; it was his and his alone to hold against the inroads of the night, warding off terror and loneliness.
Pop had told him no one had ever touched her, that what he brought to her was foreign and strange, and he had understood the magnitude and responsibility better than a reasoning man, for he had owned so little and been respected by so few. ...His devotion to her was purely selfless; it seemed to come from somewhere outside him, compounded of gratitude and love and a deep, restful security. ...How beautiful she was, he thought, seeing the lines and the sagging skin but not finding them ugly or undesirable. He saw her through the eyes of total, unbounded love and so assumed that all of her was beautiful.
Gratitude, love, deep security...the basis of a godly marriage and a godly sexual relationship. Not to mention friendship in a "platonic" context.
"It was though her differences had been invented just for him..."
...because they had. God's design is one for the other (or as the title of an excellent book by Bryan Chapell on marriage states: Each For the Other.)
But can a person with the "full quid" remain or become as innocent as Tim (who was not the full quid) in this regard? Yes, I believe so. One can keep pure of certain knowledge by avoiding it, and keep one's motives free of guile, which certainly is not required by intellectual acumen. The person innocent of deceit and open to wonder and discovery in the proper context will indeed understand the magnitude of things better. He will better understand his responsibility toward them, and appreciate true beauty more. ("He...assumed that all of her was beautiful.")
But of course loss of innocence still happens, through many means. Some self-imposed, some not. Yet innocence of approach can be recovered (as I have discovered). It can be rediscovered in forgiveness, in making right what was wrong and setting out on new paths in rightness of action. This is repentance leading to redemption. Even more so than Tim, who, despite his limitations, could still learn via the language of love, we all can learn anew in God's mercies. They are new every morning. Alleluia!
What might such innocence mean when it comes to...sex?
Drink water from your own cistern, and fresh water from your own well...Let your fountain be blessed, and rejoice in the wife of your youth. As a loving hind and a graceful doe, let her breasts satisfy you at all times; be exhilarated as always with her love. Proverbs 5:15, 18-19, NASB
Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, which feed among the lilies... Song of Songs, 4:5, NASB
(I don't completely get the cervine analogies but that's okay...)
A man may love his wife's breasts not merely for the features they may or may not possess, but for what they are and to whom they belong. He will not dislike them for what they lack, nor esteem them according to the fantasies they may or may not fulfill. Not that they may not be fulfilling, or that he may not fantasize about them. But he may love them for what they mean both to her and to him, as belonging to both and to the exclusion of all others, and communicate this in a sexual encounter.
Of course a man may take this approach to his wife (or vice-versa) in every area, not just sex:
He who loves his own wife loves himself; for no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ also does the church, because we are members of His body. For this cause a man shall leave his father and mother, and shall cleave to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh Ephesians 5:29, NASB
In this context, spouses do not speak a sexual language of body parts divorced from personality nor true belonging, nor are the parts imbued with characteristics of the beholder/partaker's fancy like objects compared side by side in a shop of strange and wonderful delicacies (likely forbidden). Archetypal yearnings attach themselves to those things within both the beholder and the beheld represented by their particular bodies and parts, not the parts or bodies as separate from the persons. It is such things considered apart, or a person considered apart from his or her personhood, apart from what those parts and persons mean to the relationship of two-become-one, that is the embodiment of fetish.
Mary was not Tim's Teddy. She was so much more than that - she was the fulfilment of what Teddy was to Tim in childhood. The truth is that sexual fetishism of any kind represents childishness, even if sophisticated, no less than a teddy bear and infinitely more sinister. Despite Tim's apparent childishness due to his mental limitations, as the story relates, he was still a man. More so than many men with the "full quid." In that sense, he was the full quid. And so was his marriage.
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Other posts in this series:
part I: being purposeful
part II: habit, accountability, and exclusivity
part III: reverence -- sanctity and fidelity
part IV: creativity