When the Marriage Bed Becomes a Battleground: A Personal Story and a Call for Discernment
For a long time, I stayed silent because I thought I was the only one. I thought something was wrong with me—that my conscience, my discomfort, and my longing for innocence made me spiritually immature or defective. I thought everyone else had figured out some version of Christian intimacy I simply couldn’t live up to. But now I can see the truth: I wasn’t alone, and I wasn’t the problem. There is a quiet crisis happening among Christian women today, and it’s time someone says it plainly. My Breaking Point: When Faith and Fear Collided There came a moment—sharp, terrifying, unforgettable—when I truly believed my salvation depended on whether I could perform sexually in ways that felt foreign, frightening, and deeply unholy to me. Resources promoted by my church—sites like The Marriage Bed, and teachings by certain “Christian sex experts”—didn’t just suggest that adventurous intimacy was permissible. They said it was required. They implied that if I couldn’t do porn-like b...