Dearest of friends, I am in the throes of insomnia. Slumber has rejected me. My mind is racing and so I must write.
Taylor Swift. This once wholesome country starlet has turned into the very definition of a promiscuous demon right before our very eyes. Why is this? Do we want our daughters to be inspired by this behavior? I know I certainly do not want my three beautiful daughters thinking it is OK to make a mockery of your sacred womanhood by flaunting your conquests before the world’s eyes to be dissected and devoured upon.
She moves from man to man so quickly that I’m sure not even her personal stylist can keep up with the changing of underwear. While I applaud her seeming willingness to serve a man as our Lord intended, I do not believe in her heart she is doing it for God’s grace.
I feel this is a sad little girl who thinks that a man’s lust can somehow take the place of Jesus Christ and his love for her. At this point she must feel ashamed that her number of “partners” as it were, could fill a small barn. Any self respecting man surely can see the red flags by now. If not her past history, then for the sheer fear of disease.
For all of our sake I hope that Ms.Swift has an excellent healthcare plan that affords her regular visits to a gynecological care center. I pray that maybe she can focus less on exploring the bedrooms of Hollywood’s A-list talent and maybe turn instead to the writings of Jesus Christ.
I know it’s become a cliche but I suggest her next album be called “Maybe I Am the Problem?”
If you can’t love yourself dear, no man will ever want your tattered and loosened scraps of your womanhood.
To God be the Glory as always my friends. I pray you find inspiration and sleep when needed, for it has forsaken me this summer’s evening.