Sometimes I am terribly, terribly tempted. Worldliness, materialism, hedonism—whatever you choose to call it—has remarkable appeal. I do not think myself a sinner for feeling thus. Rather, it seems a fair acknowledgement that the devil has earned his name: father of lies.
But I know too much to sin. I’ve studied sociology and family studies. I’ve observed choice and consequence in action. To sin now would be insensible.
Consider, for instance–
I want to be sexually fulfilled. Satan recommends sultry attire and a free-play lifestyle. Married though I am, I could read raunchy novels. I could flirt with strangers. I could rekindle old flames. I could dress the part and have some fun. In part, this would accomplish my aim.
But Satan cares not for my whole soul.
You see, sexual fulfillment is not my sole aim in life. I also desire domesticity. I crave the tasks and ties of motherhood. I want a strong kinship network. I want a nice house, sound finances, and a life-long companion. I long for safety, warmth, and stability for myself and my children. And, speaking of children, I want ALL forms of goodness for them: health, education, spirituality, relationships, and joy.
The only way that I can satisfy all of the desires of my soul is by answering to both sexuality and domesticity.
So in the end, there is only one sensible course to pursue. Satan’s recommendation would only be a half-pleasure of limited duration. Rather, I choose the bonds of marriage and motherhood. I love my husband, full-bodied and -souled. I cleave to him and none else (Genesis 2:24; Doctrine & Covenants 42:22).
Is it surprising that a rational quest to meet my own desires should end with Bible verse? No. For my sense is but small mirror to His omniscience.