
Originally Posted by
mikey177
You still haven't answered my question regarding how you define or determine ***ual compatibility.
Anyway, if I were a young adult male again, I would still wait until the honeymoon before becoming physically intimate with my partner because that is the way I was brought up. My mother taught me the value of patience and respect for the opposite ***. I had crushes in high school and I dated girls in college, but I never fantasized about having *** with them. I worked on our friendship first, watched movies with them, brought them to their home after school, talked until the sun went down, ate meals together, learned what they were like as persons, not as *** objects.
Because essentially, the lustful desire to have *** before marriage, IMO, is rooted in the mistaken belief that people are tools to be used instead of living beings created in God's image who should be respected. It's like needing to test drive a car before buying it to find out how the suspension and handling are. However, spouses are not like cars that you can trade in or junk once they no longer suit you.
My girlfriend (the woman who eventually became my spouse) and I went to Mass together. I ate at their house and talked with her parents and siblings more often than I brought her out on dates. We asked what each other thought about having kids, about work, about old age, about discipline, about the future. We exchanged boxes full of love notes and letters --and not just the wishy-washy kind, but the kind where a person bares his soul and makes himself vulnerable to a trusted other. I stood vigil beside her when she went on 48 hour duties as a medical intern. I found out her favorite foods, her favorite music and other things she liked, so that I could make her happy with small tokens of affection. I sacrificed for her, a concept that I find is getting more and more uncommon in this self-centered age.