


He said that your heart is easily fractured, and every time you open yourself up sexually to someone else, a part of it is torn off and destroyed. But a few of them really wanted to go, and it would be a weekend where I didn't have to plan anything, so we went.The speaker was intense and fiery, and one of the sessions focused on sexual purity. For more than an hour, he paced the stage, brow furrowed, and declared how important it was to keep yourself sexually pure. No custom covers with zippers, no underlined verses.

They were rough around the edges, and if they had bibles, they were the brand new, free variety that had never been opened. Most of them weren't the normal youth group kids. Even then, the rhetoric felt aggressive, and I felt protective of my little band of teenagers. I remember feeling dubious about this event. I'll never forget it.It was 1998, and I had rented a smelly, used 15 passenger van from the local Rent-a-Wreck to take a small group of students to a large event in Minneapolis designed to "fire students up for Christ."I was 28 years old, and I had been a youth pastor for about four years.
