by Lori and Paul Carhart
This message was originally given by Lori Carhart at the Launch Pad gathering on April 25, 2009 and was followed by an extended worship time.It is time for some housecleaning (in response to some of the neighborhood resistance concerning Launch Pad). When Paul and I go to Clancy's to sing, we drink Coke. We were walking back to our car and my high-heel boot tripped on the sidewalk. We were laughing and having a good time. There were a group of kids hanging out in the parking lot, staring at us. No, young people, I wasn't drunk.
Paul and Lori and Launch Pad do not believe that church is a place for politics. But since you're all saying that "those stupid white people" "hate Obama," we thought we should address it. Paul and Lori pray for Barack Obama every day. We do so according to the Word of God. God's Word commands us, as Christians, to pray for the President of the United States. In Romans 13:1, the Bible declares,
"Let every soul be subject to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except from God. And the authorities that exist are appointed by God."
Another housecleaning: Everyone is saying my daughter is a brat. It is true, she can be. Paul and I are working on that. But I've dealt with a lot of your children and they're not perfect either. No one is. Melody has had a lot of mean things said to her, especially in regards to the loss of her sister. Now, to the church lady "over there" who needs to be delivered from witchcraft, who said, "God's not going to bless that house." I rebuke that in the name of Jesus. And you also said, that we need to preach God's Word. I had a lot of scriptures in my last discussion and Paul has used scripture in all of his teachings. And I have a lot of scripture in this one. So come down and check out God's Word. He loves you. We love you. You can get delivered from Religion. I did. Just remember, it was Religion that killed Jesus.
Now, to the young lady hanging on my fence, calling the police about our gathering: Honey, I'm old enough to be your grandma. Satan always copies what God does. I had called the police the day before asking about the law. Honey, come down here and get saved. I'm not going to sleep with your boys. I only sleep with Paul. God has better things for you to do. You don't have to pretend you're dumb. Come down here and we can discuss the law. Maybe God's calling you to be a lawyer. God loves you. We love you.
Moving on. The title of my discussion tonight is: Sex.
I want to start by saying "Thank You" to the young men of Olive Avenue for the condoms left in our driveway.
I'd like to say to all the young people: Please don't have sex until you're married. But I realize that you are. So if you are gonna do it, please view the display on our fence. You'll notice an empty box of Paul's condoms. They work. The cellophane ones you left on our driveway will assure you a baby.
Sex. Sex. Sex! Oh baby!
Young people listen! Wilt Chamberlain slept with 2000 women. Madonna brags about her lovers. Now I'm not judging. I wish both of them the best. Only God will judge each of us. I'm using them as examples. Everybody in the world today and, unfortunately in the church, is getting it on, bang a gong.
Now, when I was in the church, everyone told me that Godly women are quiet. Now, I do believe that God uses all kinds of personalities. But not all of us are quiet. So I sat there, quietly in the pew, with my conservative suits. And when I shared my desire to marry, you know what they told me? "Be married to Jesus."
Now, I love The Lord. But I was like, "What?" I went home and shared this with my daddy. And he said, "Lori, you can't hold hands with Jesus. You can't have sex with Jesus. You can't have babies with Jesus." My dad loved The Lord. But he wasn't a religious weirdo. So here I was, a 32-year-old virgin, wanting to get married. And you know what happened? My daddy hooked me up! He started coming over to my house in Lakewood, showing me all these pictures of a dude named Paul Carhart.
On our first date, I told Paul that I don't play games. "I want to get married and have a baby." And I also told him that I don't put out until the wedding night. Now Paul, could have been like Rico Suave over here with a chain link fence and said, "Oh baby, I can't wait until we are married. For sex? Come on, baby."
La-la-ladies! Fa-fa-fellas! Ladies, I'll talk to you later. Listen up, boys. You wanna get yourself a hot woman of God? None of this "baby, baby, baby" stuff. Do you know what Paul did? He courted me. He wooed me. Young people: You don't know what courting is. But it is when a man pursues a woman for marriage. He started sending me flowers at the school where I worked. Now he didn't send some daisy off the side of the road. He sent beautiful flowers. He sent me red roses. He kept sending different ones all the time. He would include love notes. "Lori, I can't wait to see you again." "Lori, I can't wait to hold your hand again." "Lori, only 57 more days." He wrote me poetry. Hello, Lover! Come on, fellas! Man up! This is what your woman wants. She wants a ring, a commitment and a wedding. Even if she says she doesn't, she does.
Okay ladies. Your turn. Alright ladies! Listen up! God's got more for you than Rico Suave and a chain link fence. Ladies, God wants you to be a queen. God wants you to have a man who will treat you right. Now I can hear the smack now. I was walking Melody to pre-school and this lady and man walked by and said, "Humpf! Everything's gonna be alright. Her husband cusses at her." Now it is true that Paul cusses sometimes. He was raised in a home where his father cussed. Paul's dad was not a Christian but he did receive the Lord on his deathbed, praise the Lord. Everytime Paul loses it, and he is getting better, he asks God to forgive him and he asks me too. Now I'm not saying it's alright. But every man and every woman has their faults. No one is perfect. Paul is a faithful husband and father. He doesn't drink or smoke. He's a hard worker. And he danced with me in ICU after I almost died. I heard you all out there. "He was cussin at her. I was laughin. Come over here, honey. I'll make you happy." Yeah, it's true ladies. On my wedding night, I wasn't the best lover to Paul, although he was to me. Many women never have an orgasm their entire life. I've had one every time I've been with Paul. You know ladies, just cause you ride a lot of horses doesn't mean you've mounted a stallion. But the first time was painful. Lubrication is key, girls. Poor Paul. He didn't pop my cherry. He had to chop down my cherry tree. But after our beautiful wedding in Long Beach we spent two nights in Huntington Beach. You've got me there, ladies. I wasn't that good. But Paul was patient. And in Arizona and New Mexico I got better. And by the time we got back to Colorado Springs, I was pretty good. Paul now calls me Luscious Lips.
Now church ladies, listen up! Before you have an attack, this all went down after we were married. And the Bible says that the marriage bed is undefiled. Honey, your man is hittin on me and I'm a woman of God who said "no." He is sleepin with you without a commitment. Oh yeah, and you ain't in his Fab Five. Ladies, you've got the power. If he won't commit, then the love glove won't fit.
Young people, listen up! The devil has been lying to you. God didn't intend for you to have multiple hook-ups. He intended for you to have one lover in the boundaries of marriage. Alright, now that I've overcome him with the word of my testimony, it's time to read the internet… oh, I mean the porn magazine… oh, I mean God's Word.
What does God's Word say about sex?
Song of Soloman 1:2:
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love is better than wine.
Song of Soloman 1:12-13:
While the king is at his table, my spikenard sends forth its fragrance. A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me that lies all night between my breasts.
Song of Soloman 4:9-16:
You have ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse. You have ravished my heart with one look of your eyes. With one link of your necklace. How fair is your love. My sister, my spouse, how much better than wine is your love and the scent of your perfumes than all spices. You're lips, my spouse, drip as the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse. A spring shut up. A fountain sealed. Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates with pleasant fruits, fragrant henna with spikenard. Spikenard and saffron. Calamus and cinnamon with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes with all the chief spices. A fountain of gardens. A well of living waters. And streams from Lebanon. Awake I, north wind, and come. And blow south upon my garden that its spices may flow out. My beloved come to his garden and eat its pleasant fruits.
Song of Soloman 7:1-10:
How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter. The curves of your thighs are like jewels. The work of the hands of a skillful workman. Your navel is a rounded goblet. It lacks no blended beverage. Your waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies. Your two breasts are like two fauns, twins of a gazelle. Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks towards Damascus. Your head crowns you like Mt. Carmel and the hair of your head is like purple. A king is held captive by your tresses. How fair and how pleasant you are, oh love with your delights. This stature of yours is like a palm tree and your breasts like its clusters. I said, "I will go up to the palm tree. I will take hold of its branches. Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine. The fragrance of your breath like apples. And the roof of your mouth like the best wine. The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, moving gently, the lips of sleepers. I am my beloves, and his desire is toward me.
It's getting hot in here.
Young people, listen up. The devil's been lying to you. God wants you to have the best sex ever. All God asks is that you are within the boundaries of marriage.
Hebrews 13:4:
Marriage is honorable among all, and the bed undefiled; but fornicators and adulterers God will judge.
So if you're gonna do it, do it to or with your spouse.