A few months ago I read an article in the guardian newspaper by a Gen Y woman. She was complaining about her lack of real relationships with men. She wrote that it was common for women of her generation to ‘hook up’ with guys at parties, but there was never any long term relationships coming from that. From the tone of her article, it seemed like there was a lot of sex but little intimacy in her life.
It seems today that this is a common thing. Intimacy and sex get confused. It is like people think intimacy is only about sex. But they are different things
In my last post, I discussed the Garden of Eden as portraying an ideal life. In that life there is both sex and intimacy. Adam and Eve are portrayed as being together as man and wife with a nakedness (and therefore a sex life) that is without shame.
However there is an intimacy with God. God is intimately involved with people in the garden. He isn’t distant and far. He comes down so low to the earth that he gets his hands dirty in the soil (Gen 2:7). Then he blows in the nostrils of the man. Have you ever blown in someone’s nostrils? That sounds pretty intimate.
It leaves me wondering how intimately God is involved with my life. How much do I want him to be intimately involved? What would it mean for me to have him intimately involved with my life? What would I change knowing that God is intimately involved with my life?