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an open letter to a teenage boy
T O WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: I guess I like a date about as well as the average high-school girl. I’ll admit I’ve done my share of flipping over crew cuts, football shoul ders, and manly smiles. I’ll be frank with you, I like boys. What girl doesn’t? But I don’t care if I never go out with some so-called Christian fellows I’ve been dating! And I’m not the only one who feels this way. Many of my Christian girl friends are as fed up as I am. I know there are many Christian fellows who treat their dates with respect and consideration. I have real appreciation for them. I am writing, instead, to those fellows who profess to be Chris tians, but treat their companions as though they weren’t.
We girls are tired o f having our Sunday night dates break speed records getting away after church in order to park on some lonely country road. We’re tired of» listening to a glowing testi mony at 8 p.m., and then fighting off the same guy at 9:30. It seems that if we aren’t interested in the new “ national pastime,” we’re automatic citizens of squaresville. “A Christian ought only to date Christians,” we’re told at home and church. I know that’s a good idea. The first requirement of a Chris tian girl for a husband is that he know the Lord Jesus Christ as his personal Saviour. Dating a Christian guy is supposed to be on a higher level. He won’t take you to worldly places and he won’t tempt you to smoke or drink. I don’t enjoy such places, and I don’t drink or
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