Admittedly, I've had these thoughts. It wasn't an overnight thing to be able to bare all in such a place where you don't even really know who might be reading. It took four years to be able to share this so openly.
But I have seen so much good come from carefully placing the raw pieces of me in a place where any woman could read it, whether I know her or not--whether she's my roommate or a girl I friended on Facebook because we met once at a ministry gathering. You can reach more people on Facebook than you can at a Bible study leaders training where not all women are present. Sometimes you can speak into someone's life through written word on Facebook more than you ever could stuttering face-to-face. Girls have joined sexual addictions Bible studies because a friend and I weren't afraid of what people would think, because we allowed Jesus to work through our lives--even our lives on Facebook.
There's tact. And there is a time and a place. But since I am unashamed, I would rather take every opportunity I can to reach every possible person in my life than hesitate one moment and miss someone that I could have reached out to because I was afraid of my own reputation.
Bottom line: I want to live in a culture that speaks as openly about its struggle with pornography as it does its compulsive lying, where my struggle with lust is viewed no worse than your struggle with gossip, where her struggle with masturbation is no different than his struggle with excessive eating. And if this is the culture we want to live in--the culture we believe the Church should embrace--then we should be the ones to introduce this culture.
As for me, if it causes friends to look at me with disgust, then alright. If it encourages someone to exploit my weaknesses, then I pray I would be wiser at choosing who I friend on Facebook in the first place. And if it scares away any man who would want to pursue me, then quite frankly, he isn't worth my heartache.
