Pilgrim

In the town that was now behind them, Christian remembered encountering certain infatuations, specifically in the entertainment. These infatuations led many further from the chasm and further away from the King. Christian and his companion stepped into the City of Love, where many committed wholly to their infatuations and were unashamed.

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Christian and his companion knew what true love was. True love was that a King would live like a popper and be crucified for the sake of his people. This place was obviously and grossly a perversion of that love.

The two walked through the city streets and between the tall buildings. They saw billboards that promised true love and people dancing in the street, celebrating the newly accepted homosexuality. Children practiced vulgarity on the sidewalks and men looked shamelessly upon the women who chose to wear nothing. It was not uncommon to see two or three men or women together, flirting with one another and committing atrocities with one another. The actions in this city were not even worthy of being called lustful.

Christian was unaware that a city existed on the planet where such atrocities were so real and so open. How could he tell these people about the King? Not being able to stand any longer, Christian sat on the nearest curb and began to weep.

His companion sat next to him. “Why is your heart so broken?” she asked. Christian looked at her, but could not speak. “Don’t you know that the world has always been like this?” she asked. They sat there together.

Two men passed by and, noticing that Christian was so downtrodden, asked him what was wrong. Christian did not know what to say. If he shared his troubles, he knew for sure that these men would interpret it as condemnation; but he did not wish to condemn them. In fact, his purpose was quite the opposite.

Christian’s companion spoke up, “My friend is from the other side of the chasm.”

The two men got very excited upon hearing the news, “Then you certainly know the King! We go every week and listen to his ambassador at the mission.”

Christian’s sadness went away briefly. How could these two men know the King, yet live as the King had forbidden? “You know the King?” he asked.

“Well, not exactly,” one of them replied, “but we know that He loves us and accepts us for who we are. We certainly hope to meet Him one day.”

Christian was only slightly bewildered. “What do you think of all those who say the King forbids this sort of lifestyle?” Christian asked. Christian’s companion was shocked at his question. She had learned that these conversations did not usually end well.

“Are you one of those people?” asked the other man, “If so, I would like to ask you how a King who himself is love could oppose love in its most pure form?”

Christian’s companion thought back to her life in Enticement. She had beheld the love of many men, but after every encounter she felt empty. Love had evaded her and lust filled her heart, even defined her person. Lust was her love until the very moment she let go of herself and chose to submit to something truly greater. She broke her silence, “What exactly is love in its most pure form? I would like to know because it has evaded me for so long.” She told them of her life and asked again for the meaning of love.

What was love? How could the men define it without sounding foolish or prideful? “Care, trust and devotion,” one of the men answered.

Christian actually liked that answer. There were many people, the King’s subjects no less, who understood love less than these two men. One man loving another was not against the King’s law, but romance in the same context was. “What is romantic love?” He asked.

After a long, thoughtful silence, the men could not answer. What actually made romance? It was care, trust and devotion; but there was something more. There had to be, else romance would not be a designation placed on a specific type of love. “Why don’t you enlighten us, sir?”

“Romance is a spiritual and physical unifying of two people into one,” Christian answered, “It is like two puzzle pieces that were designed specifically for each other and placed together. That cannot happen without care, trust and devotion; but it is something deeper than only those things.”

“I think we agree with that,” one of the men responded. “So why do so many disagree with our lifestyle?”

Something clicked in Christian’s companion’s mind, “Because the puzzle pieces only fit together rightly if they are complementary…”

“And we are not?” the men became instantly defensive.

Christian did not want the conversation to become a malicious argument, “I think it suffices to say that there are two genders. Even according to a materialist’s natural law, one gender complements another. Two puzzle pieces the same shape and size don’t fit together to become one. This means even more when we consider that a King intentionally designed both genders.”

One man walked away and the other rebutted, “What about trans…”

He was stopped by Christian’s companion, “I think things in this world have changed greatly since the chasm was formed. Our goal is to honor the King, not pleasure or defend ourselves.”

“Who are you to claim to honor the King, woman?” the man condescended.

“I was Prostitute, but the King has given me a new name: Witness. I have been changed and have experienced the love of the King. The thing is, it is purely and unmistakably selflessness. When we love rightly, we are concerned more with honoring the King than with fulfilling our own desires, for the King is love.”

Witness had turned their own argument on its side. If the King was love, then the act of love would always concern itself with honoring the King, not with honoring one’s own desire. The man knew he had lost the argument. Furthermore, he recognized that popular movements concerning human sexuality were a result of human desire to fulfill human desire, not of human yearning to honor the King. If this man wanted to meet the King, he would need to look away from self.

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