Chocolate and other temptations

This summer I went to an event in the UK called soul survivor. And I want to share a story with you which Mike Pilavachi told us there:

"I had this triple-chocolate cake for my friends that were coming over and it was in the fridge to thaw out. I went to get a glass of water, and thought why don't I just open up the door and check on it, see how it's doing?
I opened the door and I was taken aback because the cake said, "Hello Mike."
So I said, "Hello Triple-Chocolate Cake, how are you doing?"
"Not too bad, and yourself?"
"I'm fine."
We continued to talk about those normal things that cake and people talk about. Like "What's it like being human?" and "What's it like being a cake?"
After a while I said "Well I'm tired, I really only came for a glass of water, I must get to bed."
"Don't leave me, it gets so boring here with only a couple of fruits to talk to. You know they don't converse very well"
"Well what am I to do?" I asked.
"I know, take me out of the fridge and put me on the counter, we can have a nice chat, then you can put me back" he replied.
So we talked for a while and then I said "Listen Cakey,"-cause by this time we were getting intimate- "Are you defrosted?"
"There's only one way to tell," he said, "stick your finger in my cream and have a little taste.. it will only be a little taste, we can cover it over again with more cream."
And I thought "Well, it's all right, I mean we weren't taking it all the way." So I stuck my finger in Cakey's cream and had a lick, then I said, "Well your cream is defrosted, but I want to know are you defrosted deep down in your middle?"
He said, "well there's only one way to know for sure, why don't you cut off a small slice of me and taste it to see?"
"I can't do that" I responded.
"But no one will ever know, you can just cover it back up with icing" he said.
So i got out my knife and took as small a slice that I could muster....
That night. One thing lead to another and Cakey and I became one flesh.
The plate with it's spongie crumbs, the spoon with it's little bits of cream ,and the knife all screamed "Murderer!"
I thought, "what have I done? I killed Cakey!"
As I lay in my bed that night, tossing and turning, I knew what went wrong:

I opened the fridge door"

So other than being a fun story why am I sharing this? Well Mike was not talking about chocolate I'm afraid, not really, he was talking about sex. You see sex is one of those temptations that once you get really close and in love (just as mike and cakey did) you think it's okay, as you're in love you can do it before marriage, you live each other. And these are normal thoughts. But we know it tells us in the bible to wait til marriage. And honestly when you wait it will be so much better. But the point of the story is exactly how we do that. What mike is saying is don't even do the little things. You know what type of things they are, because unfortunately our self control is a lot less strong than we think it is. So instead of falling into the trap, do as Mike suggests and don't open the fridge door, if he hadn't have opened he would never have eaten cakey, so if we dont open the fridge door we won't end up having sex too early, possibly with the wrong person and wont end up regretting it later on.
The moral of the story "don't open the fridge door"