He was a D1 college football player. I was in a sorority. Classic, right?
We met during our time at a Big10 university, arguably one of the bigger party schools in the nation. We certainly weren’t in Christian bubbles, and we were faced with different messages about sex and dating and hookups ALL THE TIME.
And honestly, our personal decision to save sex for marriage? WOW. It. was. HARD.
And at times, we felt like the odd ones out. Not the better ones, not the more religious or righteous ones, just the odd ones out.
Teammates teased him for still being a virgin when he graduated. He took it well, trusting it’d be worthwhile & knowing it was all in good humor. I sometimes wondered if there was any point to it, feeling like I was missing out on something everyone else seemed to think was the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Did we make it? Yeah. But not without struggling–not without some really hard and honest conversations over the course of the 3 years before we said our vows.
To be honest, there were times I turned *waiting til marriage* into such an idol, as if my dedication to it turned into the measure of my righteousness or something.
It’s a hard and messy thing, really.