Several years ago after delivering “The Steps of Intimacy” mini-lecture to a packed house at a junior college in Colorado, a young man raised his hand and said, “Shelly, you’re talking about me right now. I want to tell you my story.” I said, “Great, tell it!” He introduced himself to the college class. “I’m 25, I’m coming back to school to get my Master’s Degree and I just got married five months ago for the very first time to the love of my life. We flew to Cancun, Mexico for our honeymoon and I couldn’t wait to make love to her.” He said, “On our honeymoon night, “She came out in her “little lacy thing” and I got excited and started kissing on her and I couldn’t wait to make love and all of a sudden she popped up in the bed and said, “Wait a minute – I’ll be right back.”
She left our marriage bed, ran into the honeymoon suite, grabbed her purse and came back to bed. She started rifling through her big, baggy purse to look for her wallet, all the while I was trying to hurry her up – I couldn’t wait to make love to her! Then she took out her wallet and started looking through each pocket, saying, “I know I brought it, I know I packed it, I know I put it in here.” She finally found this little white piece of paper all folded up. She unfolded it in front of me. It was an 8 ½ x 11 sheet of notebook paper with a 3-hole punch. She said, “I wrote this letter to my future husband in 8th grade telling him I was waiting for him on our wedding night and I wanted to read it to you before we made love for the very first time.”
He said, “Shelly, it was awesome and I hope every guy in here gets a letter like I got.” There wasn’t a dry eye in the class, including mine, as I said, “Me too.” The bell rang and the class was dismissed.
The whole college class loved this message of waiting and purity in anticipation for their wedding night – they’ve just never heard it before.