Let’s Talk About Sex . . . In Christian Fiction
I just finished Courting Morrow Little–Laura Frantz’s second novel. I loved it almost as much as The Frontiersman’s Daughter, which I wrote about here. While I liked Lael Click’s character and story a smidgen more than I did Morrow Little’s, the second book did outpace the first in one area. Romance. Hot, married, Christian romance. And by romance I mean S-E-X.
How about this from page 314 of Courting Morrow Little?
“He took his time, his mouth moving along the damp wisps of her hairline to her ear. Breathless, she freed his hair of its leather tie till it spilled like a black waterfall onto the thin fabric of her nightshift. Oh, but she’d forgotten how sweet he could be . . . how unerringly gentle, even gallant. She felt like a bride again and shut her eyes, remembering how he’d held her that very first time, beside all that rushing water. Only now, with time against them, it was sweeter still.”
This is a passionate scene between two people who are deeply in love, who long for one another, who are . . . married. I won’t tell you which two–you’ll have to read the book. And frankly, the fact that they’re married makes this scene even sexier in my opinion.
All Frantz gives us is kissing and unbound hair and a thin nightshift. There’s nothing scandalous, nothing titillating. Nothing like the romance novels I used to sneak when I was in high school (I know, Mom, you’re shocked). And I vastly prefer Frantz’s love scenes to those much more explicit ones.
Is there sex in Christian fiction? Absolutely. Just like there’s sex in Christian marriages. Hot, lusty, fabulous sex between two people who have pledged their lives to one another before God. It’s not crude, it’s not lewd–it’s just lovely.
I highly recommend Courting Morrow Little. And I highly recommend sex as God intended it–between husbands and wives.
James 1:17 – Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.