Pornography is often portrayed as a harmless, victimless activity. Not true! Here is one victim’s story:

My name is Milly. We were married three years before I found the first Playboy Magazine in his car. I asked for an explanation, and he said, “I like the articles. If it upsets you I won’t do it again.” We were going regularly to church, so I believed him — but I was crushed. I found more Playboy material at his work, but of course, they belonged to one of the other guys. It certainly was not his. I was a Christian and I promised to take him for better or worse, but I felt so alone.

    Pornography in its entire hideous array represents a grave threat to everything that is good about our society. You do not have to actively seek pornography to be exposed to its dangers. Magazines wrapped in cellophane adorn most bookstores. Commercials on late night television entice you to buy a video or call a telephone service. E-mail messages advertising porn sites are daily occurrences. In January 2002, more than 27 million hits were recorded in the United States on pornographic websites.

After 13 years of hearing, “I am sorry and I promise not to do it again.” After years of trying to do things that might keep his attention — like sexy nighties, hair changes, diets and doing what ever I thought would please him — I told him it was over with us. I could not take any more. He broke down and cried and confessed stuff to me that I did not even ask for. He said he started at twelve looking at material of his fathers. He said it was like a vise squeezing his head until he had to look at the pictures. He even said that he would go to a counselor. You must know how awful I was feeling. What is wrong with me?

    Aaron D. Best, author of Pornography on the Internet, writes: “Studies done at Stanford University have revealed that over 200,000 Americans are seriously addicted to online pornography. Statistics also reveal that the word “sex” is the number one search term on the Internet.”

I really did not want to have anything to do with him as a wife but I tried again. I felt like I died inside. My walk with God went down. I went through the motions. I never stopped praying and reading the Bible and never stopped going to church. But something was missing in me.

You can make a difference in the war against pornography.

    Who are the victims? They are all around you: Boys and girls who have lost their innocence, wives who have lost their husbands, women treated with disrespect, young women trapped in an industry that exploits them, young men exposed to a false image of sexuality and men who simply can’t stop.

Then the computer came into the house. I started finding a nude picture here and there. He often did not come to bed until 2 or 3 a.m. I knew what was going on but could not prove it. I had a friend help me go in to his sites on the web. He was in porn chat rooms, teen porn, couples together, homosexual porn and other websites too awful to name. I was outraged. This truly was the end of the marriage. To quote a passage, “I could almost feel the wind blow through the hole where my heart used to be.”