"So. You got a boyfriend yet?"
Such a question was popped unexpectedly by my well-meaning relative at a Christmas gathering.
The year I turned ten.
I was still in the age where boys were playmates, and nothing else. Okay, I was out of the few years where holding hands with the random little son of your mom's friend was normal. That was past me. But...a boyfriend?
I think I didn't even answer, I was so surprised. Sure, I knew about boyfriends. I hated that term then, and I hate it now. In my mind, "boyfriend" looks like a scrawny, childish young man attempting to be romantic by akwardly holding hands with his little "catch." Besides, who wants a boy? Don't you get married to a man?
Ohhhhh, that's right. Boyfriends are the guys that you kiss and cuddle and send cute texts to, just for fun. You get a new one every year, so just have a week of crying and moping after you break up, and then a new Mr. Hotstuff will come and sweep you off your feet. Whew! Prom was coming up, and it was beginning to look a little bleak!
..Okay, that was a little overboard. Not saying alllll relationships end this way!
...Just the other day, I was talking with a newly-met girl--I'll call her Meghan. She was very sweet and nice, and it was fun spending time with her. Then, she got to telling me about her boyfriend, and how they were so "perfect for each other, got along so well, really loved each other.." etc. She is around sixteen, I believe, so I was like, "Okay, that's neat, maybe this is different." I knew who her boyfriend was, and while I personally wouldn't consider him someone who I would trust/ever DREAM of "going out with," I thought maybe, the way she was talking, this relationship might last. Neither of them are Christians.
The next day, I heard they had broken up, because the boyfriend had been...un-trustable. Meghan was devastated about it, and I felt a little sorry for her. Then I learned that this was at least her sixth boyfriend--her first was at age eleven (this was said rather proudly), and it would only be a matter of time before Meghan's name would be paired with yet another deserving individual.
In addition, I know at least seven other girls who have the same pattern going on. They "love" their boyfriends so much, and go with them for about six months (the most I've heard of so far is just under a year), and then..BAM! Something happens. He was flirting with another girl. She "just didn't care anymore." But, no matter. A new one for each within the next six months, just in time for Christmas.
What is wrong with our world, people?
No wonder 65% of first marriages fail.
No wonder divorce rate increased 40% from 1970 to 1975.
Friends, do you realize that love--true love--has become a thing for "old folks?" That five-year-olds are teased about crushes, when they should have a good hold on their innocence for a good ten years?
As daughters--or sons--of our King, I encourage you to take a stand for purity. It does look different, but people respect you for it. I'm not saying it's "wrong" to have a boyfriend or girlfriend. I'm just saying wait until you are sure of your heart, and wait for the Lord to give you direction. Waiting is a dying cause--but we, those who have stumbled and are turning around, or those who have stayed true since the beginning, are the declaration.
We are, we are in desperation. we need to reach this generation, we are speaking louder than before. we are the hope that's been forgotten, we have a love that has been brought & we are speaking louder than before.
(Speaking Louder than Before/Jeremy Camp)
p.s. (just so you know, this was a daring post for me to write. i have lost two followers since publishing it yesterday. all i can say is...thus be it. :)