…Wildly hormonal, confused teenagers.
Last week turned out to be “virginity” week around several corners of blog land. Several ladies did a great job of confessing, correcting and crying out for the status quo to change, when it comes to how the church teaches kids about sex and virginity. Sarah Bessey kicked things off (and if you haven’t read her story, you should), and several other equally good stories followed.
As I read these stories of shame and failure, I thought about my time as a youth pastor, barely out of my teen years, a confused, single college student. Hardly an authority figure on love and relationships, much less actually qualified to teach other peoples’ kids about indelicate evangelical topics like purity and virginity.
I’d like to make a confession. I didn’t really do a great job with “the talk.” I didn’t have the kids spit in a cup or sign pledges or anything (as I had no experience with such things.) Nevertheless, many things went unspoken.
This is what I wish I had said to those teenagers, and what I hope I’ll remember to say to my own kids, should the time ever arrive.