“Hey, Brandon,” she said, bouncing up to the counter – not a coworker, but the girlfriend of one, whom I didn’t know from Adam – “Do you know the difference between a cheeseburger and a [sexual reference]?”
No. I don’t know the difference between those things, and I’ve as much desire to find out as to go dumpster-diving on Main Street during rush hour.
I looked at them with what I hoped was a world-weary half-grin.
“C’mon. Enough for one night,” I said.
They relented good-naturedly.
I’m trying to be gracious. I don’t want to be THAT Christian, the one who gets all debilitated because unbelievers act like unbelievers. You have to let this stuff slide off your back in environments like this.
Plus, I actually enjoy this particular coworker. He’s got solid character (albeit a one-track mind) and I consider him a friend. Burning bridges over this stuff doesn’t necessarily help when you’re trying to share Christ.
But this stuff does get tiring.
I’m getting flashbacks to the “locker room talk” of my Air Force days. That was ten times worse, of course, thanks to the privacy of our launch truck. But my current friend’s constant attempts to “hook me up” at nearby bars (and cruder things) are definitely familiar. I don’t need that kind of help, thank you.
I think of friends who got slapped with the “goody two shoes” label in high school. I remember it was frustrating for them. The world can acknowledge your holiness and still find a way to mock you for it. Some end up ditching that righteousness (think Nancy from Stranger Things), thinking, I suppose, that they’re missing out.
Fight that belief.
The world is holding out a cheap, greasy cheeseburger while God offers a feast.
In regard to these, they think it strange that you do not run with them in the same flood of dissipation, speaking evil of you. (1 Peter 4:4, NKJV)
It’s comforting to know that God has planted affirmations in his Word for these moments.
Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you, and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of Me. Rejoice and celebrate, because great is your reward in heaven; for in the same way they persecuted the prophets before you. (Matthew 5:11)
The world intends an insult. God makes it a badge of honor.
Isn’t it odd how the world regards purity as the worst-case scenario? There are even movies on the concept. I don’t get it. (It’s a distant cousin of thinking singleness is the worst possible outcome, but that’s a separate rant…)
Disobeying God is always the worst outcome. I see people regularly getting all the “action” they want and looking absolutely miserable day in and day out. Don’t undervalue how much you’ve dodged because of your purity.
You got those “goody two shoes” from God. Wear them with confidence.
Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. (Ephesians 6:14-15)
“How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!” (Romans 10:15b)