The discussion of waiting until marriage is for another day. And the discussion of this being the only “Jesus-approved” route to endless love is for the next day. But today, I want to take focus on the act of presenting the purity certificate to her father.
Lately I can’t help thinking about the fact that I’m about the same age that Jesus was when he started getting really big. It’s a nice thought, reassuring, like, sure, I haven’t done anything that significant yet, but look at Jesus.