“I’ve had enough of seeing love

Being played like some game

I know why the good old days are gone

Cause everyone just tolerates whats wrong

I’m not some empty space for rent”–“Innocent”–Stellar Kart

Why do we treat love like a game? Why are we comfortable with having “lovers”, but no official commitment to those individuals? Why are we so quick to give away the most valuable, physical capability we posses (both intrinsic and extrinsic)? Why has culture gotten to the point where sex with anyone and everyone is the norm? Do we really think so little of ourselves? Do we really think so little of each other?

Well, “I am NOT some empty space for rent.” And neither are you.

You are special, made in the image of God. You are the crowning achievement of God’s creation, so is every man and woman. All people are intrinsically valuable because they bear the image of God, they are a unique creation, with a valuable and unique purpose. The deepest expression of commitment, love, and passion towards another individual is sex. It is a deep bond, an emotional euphoria, a physical high, and a spiritual fusion. Why are we so quick to spend it on whomever? We are renting out something that should be saved and spent for one person, for life.

I believe we’ve mistaken love for lust. Lust is selfish, it seeks to satisfy itself. Lust is impatient, it destructively seeks immediate results at the cost of itself and others. Lust is insatiable, it constantly demands more. Lust is not Love.

Love…is patient, it is kind, it is not prideful, it is not rude, it never fails. Love is a choice, love is a commitment, love is a bond. The society we find ourselves in is saturated with instant gratification at whatever cost. We are incapable of loving in this culture because of this. The only way we can learn to love again is to invest in each other. Sex is beautiful, but it is a product of true love; not a cause. What means more? Sex with multiple people; living thrill ride to thrill ride, with little to no investment else wise, or sex with one person whom sticks with you “for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you live”?

Love, not lust is what we need to seek. I don’t want to be an empty space for rent. I want to be a home. A home that is dwelt in for a long time. To provide pleasure and protection. Security and freedom. Shelter from the storm, and the fire’s warm caress.  For life, not a whim. For love, not lust.