An Open Letter To a Growing Girl

AN OPEN LETTER TO A GROWING GIRL You’re growing up and a woman you’ll be, Before you know it some changes you’ll see. Your body’s pretty, but it’s going to get So many new changes it will be prettier yet. And suddenly someone will look at you, and You’ll be quite attractive to some fine young man. He will go crazy as he looks you o’er; If you’re not careful, he’ll want to see more. You must dress modest, and sit modestly, too, Not giving him too much to look at and view. Man is excited by all that he sees; He is aroused by what’s above your knees. And if you’re flaunting, he soon will grow weak, And words of wooing he to you will speak. He’ll say your body’s the prettiest he’s seen; He’ll want to touch you, but you must stay clean! You must not fall for the lie that if love Is what you have for him, then that you would prove. Don’t be alone where you cannot control The natural urges God puts in your soul. You are a flower, not ready just yet For him to spoil you with hands that would pet. You are an angel, pure virgin so bright Reserved for a husband on your wedding night. If now you yield to temptation and sin, Never again will you feel right and clean. Don’t compromise with those who would say Sex with protection is surely OK. God has a purpose for your young life To be a special, virtuous wife. A man will respect you, if he is a man, If you forbid him that curious hand. And he will love you, for now he knows He has a woman whom he’s glad he chose, For he can trust her to faithful stay To that one man whom she marries some day. And if he’s the one God’s saving for you, You will be thankful that you waited, too! You both will be happy for years to come That you then waited for just the right one, And when you found them, you saved them until That union called marriage in God’s perfect will.