Joke: A certain Catholic lady would go to Confession at her church usually about once a week. She would take her son Timmy along because it was easier than to arrange child-care. She taught him to sit quietly with a toy and later a book while she was in the booth. One day, she admitted that she had caught Timmy "playing with himself" a few times and was becoming concerned about it. "Will you talk with him Father?" The Father said of course.
So the Father took the boy aside and politely asked Timmy why he did this thing. Timmy replied, "I just didn't have anything else to do, Father." So the priest gave the boy a few things to consider doing instead, and to ask the Blessed Mother for her forgiveness, which he assured she would give him.
On the next visit, a woman ahead of his mom had given the priest a home-baked pie, which he set aside before they entered the confessional. When Timmy's mom went into there, Timmy saw the pie and ate some of it. When the Father came out of the booth, he saw that the pie was disturbed and that Timmy had some of it on his face. He said, "Timmy, obviously you took some of that pie. What made you do that?" Timmy replied, "I just didn't have anything else to do, Father." The priest said, "Well why didn't you play with yourself then?" End of joke.
I read somewhere that modern sex theorists believe that all sexual behavior is useful unless a person does it excessively. They define excessive as when it shows obvious signs of addiction. One useful purpose of masturbation is to keep the equipment in working order, so to speak.
On the level of our conversation here, I think it helps to achieve balance or, at least to illustrate a need for balance among the rays sexually.
So the Father took the boy aside and politely asked Timmy why he did this thing. Timmy replied, "I just didn't have anything else to do, Father." So the priest gave the boy a few things to consider doing instead, and to ask the Blessed Mother for her forgiveness, which he assured she would give him.
On the next visit, a woman ahead of his mom had given the priest a home-baked pie, which he set aside before they entered the confessional. When Timmy's mom went into there, Timmy saw the pie and ate some of it. When the Father came out of the booth, he saw that the pie was disturbed and that Timmy had some of it on his face. He said, "Timmy, obviously you took some of that pie. What made you do that?" Timmy replied, "I just didn't have anything else to do, Father." The priest said, "Well why didn't you play with yourself then?" End of joke.
I read somewhere that modern sex theorists believe that all sexual behavior is useful unless a person does it excessively. They define excessive as when it shows obvious signs of addiction. One useful purpose of masturbation is to keep the equipment in working order, so to speak.
On the level of our conversation here, I think it helps to achieve balance or, at least to illustrate a need for balance among the rays sexually.