I didn't save my very first kiss, but I wish I had. Instead, two years ago, after having only kissed one guy, I prayerfully made a decision to save my
next kiss for my husband on our wedding day. I made the decision between me and God, and no one else. I wasn't following any fads or trends.. in fact I wasn't even aware that saving kisses for marriage was a "thing" people were doing. It just came from a heartfelt desire to honor my future husband, and more importantly, God. Also, to clarify, when I say kiss, I mean
kissing You know. The type of kiss that makes you want to do more than kiss. I'm not opposed to the types of kisses that I share with my family (affectionate pecks on the cheek or forehead). I had just learned through experience that kissing stirred up extra temptations that I didn't even want to deal with in any potential future relationship I had, and I also learned just how intimate and precious a kiss is, and I wanted to save that for the man I'd spend the rest of my life with.
Fast forward to just a few months ago and I began a relationship with a wonderful, godly young man who not only accepted my desire to save my kiss for the altar - he wholeheartedly agrees and supports it! He says that the way I guard my heart and my body is one of the things that admires about me. So to any young ladies who think they'll never find a guy who'll agree to be in a relationship that doesn't include kissing, take it from me -- there IS hope!
Finally, I'd just like to clarify that I know this decision isn't for everyone. But for me, it's working, and I'm very happy!