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Whatever happened to feminine women? I know this is an extremely incorrect thing to ask, but some of us need to start asking before those pushing “fundamental change” on the rest of us succeed completely.

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A recent study published in the journal Human Reproduction Update states that within the past 40 years collective sperm count among men in Western nations has declined more than 50%, and continues to drop (note 1). This matches the decline in family size in recent decades. Researchers seem to be unable to give a reason why this would happen, but a certain celebrity recently stated his view that the guilty party is radical feminism. While there may also be something in the water, in our food, and in our stress levels, I think he’s onto something. Throw into the mix the current drive to feminize men and to deconstruct the traditional family…

Okay, so I shouldn’t be putting the blame onto women for male shortfall-or should I? Why shouldn’t us guys fight back once in a while? I for one find myself totally un-attracted to an aggressive woman wearing men’s clothes. I’m not saying women should be silent, submissive, weak, subservient, spineless, abused, left out, ignored, “chained to the kitchen”, or anything of the kind. I’m saying that females who act, talk and dress more like men, and who treat men with contempt are not in the least bit of a turn on to me, and never were even before I was married. They don’t get my imagination racing; they don’t make me have hot dreams; they don’t make me feel like a man, and they don’t make me want to get my wallet out.

Add to the problem of macho women the blight of abortion and the values of Hollywood and you have the perfect recipe for reproductive collapse-not to mention, of course, the collapse of the family as it’s been known for millennia. Our entertainment and advertising industries have almost succeeded in convincing us all that only the most beautiful people and/or wealthy and successful people are worth being treated with respect. It’s that lack of respect-mutual respect-which has degraded male-female relationships, and which is consequently promoting same-sex relationships.

Biblical guidelines for femininity are, of course, the last things radical feminists want anyone to consider, in fact that’s exactly the central target of their hatred. This is, to say the least, unfortunate, because only God, being the master designer of human nature and the human body, can show us the way in our relationships. Also note that it was God who invented sex-not the devil, not the feminists, and not Hollywood (read my post on the subject-note 2).

Isn’t it just a little bit of a coincidence that the time period of the reported decline in sperm count coincides with the immoral spirit of our age, an age in which people have rejected God’s guidelines for relationships?

NOTES

1:  http://time.com/4871540/infertility-men-sperm-count/

http://www.chicagotribune.com/lifestyles/health/ct-sperm-concentration-declining-20170726-story.html

2: nickyfisher.com/2012/02/08/sex-marriage-divorce-remarriage-and-polygamy/

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Here I go again, offending the PC crowd!

Karl Marx would gnash his teeth with rage if he knew what my second greatest experience is, since a central aim of his was the destruction of the bourgeoisie family, and by that he meant the traditional Judeo-Christian family: one male father, one female mother, married for life, along with their children and extended family. Our society has fulfilled his wishes to a great extent. Well take this, Mr. Marx…

I was raised when Marx’s hated clan was still pretty much intact in the West, and I’m thankful for it. Yes, it wasn’t always peace, love and harmony, but those things were there, along with stability and commitment, and so what can truly be called “love”. Love is not being nice to someone so long as they meet your expectations, your desires, and your requirements regarding looks, shape, size and financial success: that’s just using someone.

This commitment and love is both an intentional reflection of God’s commitment and love for us, and obedience to his word and commandments.

For those of you still reading and who haven’t clicked off in an offended rage, I would like to first of all say that I realize many people have been mistreated, rejected and abused by family, and had no power to stop the destruction of their own family. Some who perhaps did now regret the mistakes they made and are unable to fix them. This is not because of a fault in God’s design for the family unit, but as I’ve said before, it’s evidence that human nature is indeed “fallen” in the Biblical sense. We started off facilitating divorce in extreme circumstances: now we’re positively encouraging gross immorality and family break ups.

So now I’ll briefly discuss my own family experience. I say “briefly” because I’m sure that only one or two of you have read this far.

My wife and I have had our problems-major problems. There have been times when I’ve regretted marrying her, and when I wished I could be a thousand miles away. I’ve no doubt she’s had exactly the same kind of thoughts: this is normal in marriage. But as with anything worth having, you have to persevere, and we have done this, for twenty-eight years.

The old analogy of a rough diamond being fashioned into something beautiful is relevant here. When you persevere, you end up with something you could never have had if you had extracted yourself early on. You find yourself in a relationship in which another human knows you more than you know yourself but loves you anyway. You find yourself with a companion that has been with you all along, “for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health”. You see that your children have enjoyed stability, security and commitment, and have been given a birds eye view of how to be committed, and how to forgive and forget. You see that you have contributed to the stability of your community and your society, and that you have, as difficult as it may have been at times, been obedient to your creator in at least one area of your life.

One thing you do not see is a trail of destruction behind you in the form of ex-lovers, estranged children and memories which you can never enjoy but instead keep locked up in your subconscious.

I have two sons. How I wish I’d had the wisdom to bring more into the world for my pleasure, for God’s glory, and for the benefit of the rest of the world (and to annoy Marx and his present day sustainable-growth crowd as much as possible).

My sons have been very nearly the greatest blessing in my life-far more than almost anything else I could name-hence family taking the number two slot in my greatest experiences. One of the many abiding memories I cherish is of both of them as toddlers running to greet me home from work, and me hugging them as tightly as I could: nothing in the physical world can beat that. Actually I can still do that-they just aren’t easy to throw up in the air any more.

Yes, children can bring a lot of trouble into their parents’ lives. While I’m not saying that’s always avoidable, I’m convinced from my own experience that love, kindness and commitment and the right attitude will, in most cases, release good, level-headed and loving offspring into our society.

I have two sons that I’m immensely proud of: two young men who aren’t likely to be menaces in their society, who aren’t likely to cause trouble for our law enforcement people, and who aren’t going to be a drain on our welfare budgets.

Thank you Almighty God, for my sons, my wife, and the amazing experience of having a family.

Hey parents, are you bending over backwards to entertain your family this summer? Here’s a little secret…

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When I was growing up in the UK, my Dad did his best to take his family out for a week’s “holiday” (vacation), every year. One holiday stands out in my memory as being the best family holiday we had.

The little car was packed with five of us (three kids), and with enough luggage to last for months, including bedding, so some of it had to be secured to the roof-rack. We were heading for the beach, about two hundred and fifty miles away, and of course, getting very excited about it.

A hundred miles down the road, the rain began to fall. And it wasn’t just any rain, it was the Atlantic ocean moving inland. Sometimes when the rain starts in Britain you may not see the sun again for days or even weeks.. My Mum groaned and wailed and gnashed her teeth, because not only had she put a lot of hard work into preparing everything and us for the trip to the beach, but she had put the bedding in an old, buckled and porous case on the roof-rack.

Dad, a glass-half-full man, an uplifting, light-hearted sort of man, just tutted and suggested that we all sing a song. He probably told us that the sun would be popping out of the clouds any minute, and as Bob Hope said, “England is the only country where you can get all four seasons in one day”.

I didn’t speak my mind, because I was never that kind of kid (I am now!), but as I looked out of the steamy windows and listened to my Dad singing, I was actually enjoying myself. For the first time in perhaps a year, my whole family was together in one little confined space; one cozy, warm, secure, happy little car. And the rain hardly stopped for a week. But because of the rain, we didn’t get out and go our separate ways: we were together. And my Dad, who was normally at work or at the church, and my Mum, who was normally doing housework or absorbed in another TV soap or sitcom, were with me, in body and in mind.

I was reminded of the holiday in recent times by my son of ten years, telling me how much he enjoys being in our car with his own family when it’s raining.

So the application is obvious isn’t it? If you’re fortunate enough to have a precious family of your own and some kids who will one day not be with you, or maybe a family that you may not at present think is quite so precious, do yourself and them a favor and give them your attention, your time, and your presence.

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