DISCLAIMER: For those who let their children read this, maybe this one's not appropriate. I'll be writing about adult content.



Wanna hear a sorrowful fact? The median age of a male losing his virginity is 16.9 years old and a female's is 17.4, according to http://www.kff.org/youthhivstds/upload/U-S-Teen-Sexual-Activity-Fact-Sheet.pdf. The CDC reports that about 60% of 12th graders have had sex and almost half of all high schoolers report having had sex. Those are the ones who have reported it...what of the teens too ashamed to report their sexual activity even to an anonymous survey? And don't think it's only heathen children who do. I knew several of my Christian friends who partook in this immorality. 
In a sick sad way, it makes sense that teenagers have sex. For one, it's the one sin the Bible says to flee from, which tells you how tempting it is. Add in the natural God-given hormones, and the fact some actually have overcome the temptation is unfathomable. Who wants to wait? I pondered and pondered and even asked a friend but could not for the life of me think of another God-given, good-for-you, pleasurable thing you must wait until adulthood to enjoy. NOTHING. Other things like responsibility and alcohol didn't fit the criteria: Must be good for you and pleasurable. I think that maybe since sex is such a unique subject, that's the reason Christians tend to taboo it. Sex is so tabooed, I questioned whether I should even write about the private matter in my blog.
Come on people! The Bible has a whole book on the subject. How evil can sex really be? Song of Songs is BEAUTIFUL, if not graphic. Sex was made for a man and woman joined together. Through it, we see a small glimpse of what the unity between the trinity is like ("...and the two are united into one" Genesis 2:24). 

While reading some of Song of Songs, there was one verse that stuck out, one that is repeated and mentioned word for word three times: "Promise me, O women of Jerusalem, not to awaken love until the time is right." Throughout the book, you see this love story, this romantic and private poem between two lovers. Sex isn't a dirty thing. It's precious. So precious, one should not indulge before the appropriate time. God's time: once we're wed.
The world is so worried about STDs and pregnancy, but society holds little concern for the emotional and spiritual awakening that has happened far too soon.
Sex before marriage is like a child finding her Christmas present (let's say a doll) in her father's closet before the big day and choosing to play with the toy. Sure, her father had intended to give the doll to the child. He had planned to give it gladly. But how disappointed is the father now that the child has played with it too soon? And how much of a blessing has the child lost from not unwrapping the present under the tree that special day? Oh the joy that's now missing!

The schools will never talk to our children about this aspect. Churches might, but this lesson should come from the parents' lips. I learned about sex from my cousin. My cousin! School taught me the medical perspective, but nothing more. My grandparents (the ones who raised me) never spoke about it. Church taught me sex was taboo and dirty. Something I should experience later. Not enjoy, experience.
I waited...barely...but it wasn't easy. My body told me sex wasn't bad at all. In fact, my hormones screamed that it was the best thing ever. But, fortunately, I was terrified of getting pregnant or being viewed as a slut...I saw the way my fellow churchmates looked at my friend in the youth who had gotten pregnant. I didn't open the gift, but I certainly tore the wrapping a bit to see what was inside. Even that robbed me of some joy.

Would my motivation have been different is someone had explained to me that sex was a wonderful gift? A gift that the more I messed with, the less joy would come when I finally did open it? A precious jewel waiting just for me but later? Would I have remained entirely pure if an older woman had simply whispered, "Promise...not to awaken love until the time is right?" Maybe, maybe not. I'll never know.
I don't really know why God put this message upon my heart. Most of you readers are married or at least not hormonal teenagers. This doesn't exactly apply to you, but maybe passing this message along will bless someone you know...=)