Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, Foundry Church - 3010 Lakeland Cove, Flowood. Call Matt Flint at (601) 260-8518 or email him at matthewflint.makes@gmail.com or Lance Bowser at (601) 862-8308 or email at lancebowser@msi-inv.com.
Wednesday at 6:00 PM, First Baptist Church Jackson - Summit Counseling Suite - 431 North State St. Jackson. Call Don Waller at 601-946-1290 or email him at don@wallerbros.com.
Monday at 6:30 PM , Vertical Church - 521 Gluckstadt Road Madison, MS 39110. Mr. Roane Hunter, facilitator, LifeWorks Counseling.
Sunday night at 6:00 PM, Grace Crossing Baptist Church - 598 Yandell Rd. Canton. Call Joe McCalman at 769-567-6195 or email him at cookandnoonie@gmail.com.
If you're serving another man as his Silas and his sinful behavior(s) is continuing to incur tangible, long-term collateral damage to his spouse (her health, their finances), you must pressure him to come clean to her.
Why?
Because she's being hurt unknowingly by his ongoing stupidity. She might end up with an STD or bankrupt.
This is the primary differentiator between being a Silas and a counselor / therapist. In fact, you can even go so far as literally looping his wife in (regarding her man's ongoing stupid), though I don't recommend it.
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Her reaction (towards him) to his coming clean may very well (& very quickly) dismantle your friendship with your Silee (triangulated blame), but at least, you did the right thing by protecting her.
Silence may very well then ensue.
And no, you're under no obligation to follow-up with him. Instead, if you so choose, simply move on.
Firstly, let me define young because I'm not necessarily referring to physical age.
I'm referring to reared completely (adolescence onward) within an Internet saturated society (w/ little to no digital guardrails therein). And, of course, if they're Samson brothers, that means they're men who have very healthy libidos.
I've closely befriended two as of late. One is white, had an upper-class upbringing and struggles with some mental health history. The other is Hispanic, had a lower-class upbringing. The former is clean cut and saintly. If you didn't know any better, you'd swear he was Mormon. The latter is very chatty and suave. Confident and leaderly. Respectful of his heritage yet disparaging of its cultural "trappings".
Both cherish(ed) their virginity enough to save themselves for their respective marriage beds.
Both have successful careers, are physically healthy and committed in their Christian faith (both are Catholic).
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What pains me regarding these two is how practically impossible it is for them to imagine their life sans utilizing the Internet to access salacious material.
Here's a snippet from the Mormon-like Samson brother (written / shared during the latter half of this past weekend) writing in his journal regarding the explicit content he binged upon for +/-1 hour Saturday, (10/11) evening:
"...both involved one male and one female engaging in intercourse I would describe as aggressive and hardcore. The acts depicted included oral sex, kissing, touching, vaginal sex from various positions, and even anal sex. The third video, which I spent shorter time on due to the fact that while watching it is when I reached orgasm, involved one male and two females, with the male receiving oral sex from both females. This third video was different from the others in that its presentation was more “home made.” The performers were conversing beforehand, and it felt more realistic, whereas the other videos were more professionally produced (i.e. steady camera, music in the beginning, and not as much dialogue or parts of the video other than sexual activity. One thing that I believe has changed (for the worse part) over the course of my use of porn is that depictions of male aggression (“taking charge” if you will)..."
The incredibly intelligent, articulate, handsome young man who penned this was infected long ago with the private gift / curse of readily accessible digital porn. Accessible to children easily / smartly / sveltely. Click, type, type, click. Wet pussy. Olympic-grade coitus. Lights, camera, fuck.
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No need to darken the door of a bookstore / meander back to the periodicals in hopes of not being spotted, or similarly (but far more pay dirt) would be the adult bookstore vanquish with its back room lit by spray-painted incandescent A-lamps hanging from bare electrical cords.
Weren't things just so much better back then?
In a way, yes.
For these two young men would likely have never found their eyeballs scorched by thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of pornographic photos / videos prior to either of them graduating high school.
Do you realize how fucked up I'd be had I had access to the Internet as a boy / teen?
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One of my first "Silees" was a young man similar to these two. He was a local dude (in-person Samson group) who's still faithful to the in-person Samson meeting paradigm - after ALL THESE YEARS. Years and years of recovery have transpired since I had the privilege to first meet Blake. And, as such, seeing his slow-mo recovery gives me hope for these two virtual Samson brothers.
Is it harder for them due to the inability to even imagine a world sans the Internet? Of course, it is.
For us middle-agers, imagine having to give up the microwave oven, or at least, only using it to actually cook food versus warming it up. Talk about feeling setback in spite of our peers unrequited defrosting, popcorn popping and days-old pizza zapping.
Every man who walks through the doors of the Samson Society—whether virtual or in person—comes carrying both a story of struggle and a hope for something more. Together, we’re building a brotherhood where masks fall, shame loses its grip, and grace has the final word.
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Since the re-pinned video wasn't the original one, I took the time to screen its more recently created (Christian softball) replacement. And it got me to thinking.
What if Joshua Broome had been a Jolene Broome? Would her story replicate despite the gender change?
Let's be more specific.
Jolene, being as bright and "girl next door" physically attractive as her "fraternal twin", Josh, would have had the exact experience - from start to finish - related to become one of the most prolific / well compensated porn stars prior to returning home to her mother - +/-5 years later - in the Carolinas / quietly morphing into a respected personal trainer / being lassoed in by the gospel of Jesus Christ / getting married to a virgin, Christian man (who's NEVER consumed porn) and then becoming the next Kay Arthur / Beth Moore.
Absolutely not would her story replicate Josh's.
There'd be no chance she'd be seen as anything other than refuse / a liability, no matter her spiritual testimony. I suppose certain folks might pity her and her story, but no one would buy into her being "sucked" unassumingly into the porn industry as Josh so doey-eyed, unassumingly capitulates.
For women can most certainly model their sensuality (Victoria's Secret), but they absolutely cannot participate in the creation of pornography sans being labeled a slut - for life.
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Therefore, let's turn our attention back to Josh, porn star turned preacher / Ward Cleaver - father of four boys whose past has never truly seemed to catch up with / stuck to him.
The elephant in the room, of course, is the digital archive. Thousands upon thousands of hours of straight and gay porn that'll be archived forever online. Titillating, influencing, explicitly narrating extremely intimate sex acts performed by none other than he himself. Over and over and over again with hundreds, if not thousands of strangers. And all of this is simply one click of the mouse away...
How do you reconcile that in relation to your children / grandchildren having access therein to this part of your past? And the bigger question is the following: When Josh's family (church / bio) begins to inquire (demand?) an explanation pertaining to him truly explaining his past life, what's he going to say? In particular, the sheer quantity of sex partners, thousands of hours of smut highlighting his ability to fuck consenting adults animalistically whilst being filmed / photographed.
But, considering his present pastoral role, how would you, as his parishioner, reconcile that within your own mind? For I believe much of it, for him personally, comes down to his pseudonym / porn star moniker that he chose to uphold throughout that season of his life. It must serve as a dividing line of sorts. Plus, we're all familiar with the theatrics behind the notion of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde - two separate personas neither of which can exist simultaneously. Perhaps his parishioners would take the same approach.
Here's a thought.
I suppose, if his porn career archive only existed within the analog, perhaps there could be some reconciliation therein, but of course, that's most certainly not the case. Most everything, particularly within the porn space has been digitized. And, there's no doubt, his onscreen "work" continues to gain traction in light of his newfound vocation / willingness to narrate his story.
The bigger question though is to what degree and exactly why his charmingly good looks and seemingly unashamed approach captivate audiences. If you've screened ex-female porn stars' testimonies (converted to Christianity or otherwise), particularly those who were as entrenched as Josh was within the industry, the primary differentiator comes down to trauma. Deep seated trauma.
Most female porn stars are victims, from their childhoods onward, of sexual abuse / trafficking. This sets them up perfectly for the roles they'll play within porn, and even well into their retirement from the industry itself due to the inevitable lifelong shunning / ostracization that'll be handed to them - on a silver platter.
To look at this clinically, Jolene would be, no doubt, easily recognized as traumatized so long as she's mentally / emotionally sound.
Now then, here's the fact that no one's discussing here.
Josh exacted / inflicted that trauma as the Alpha male. The stud. The stallion. This no doubt eventually resulted in amassing a tremendous amount of shame for this young man, but that could never be compared to being traumatized via sexual assault / coercion under the hot lights of the porn industry.
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Poor Jolene. Poor, poor Jolene. No wonder so many women with her story simply choose to become lesbians after the fact.
It's no doubt a man's world. The story of Josh Broome proves it.
