INTRODUCTION
IN 1987, THE TRINITY COUNTY PROBATION DEPARTMENT asked me to lead a youth group with the kids on probation in our county. I was scheduled to be with them twice a week for three months while Probation worked with their parents.
I found myself completely unprepared for these kids. That first night, I had all 37 high school kids playing volleyball or basketball together for more than two hours while I supervised them. I broke up five different fights that evening. I also discovered that these kids had no morals whatsoever. Nobody had ever laid any foundation in their lives for how to behave with the opposite sex. It was a grueling and scary beginning.
Finally, half-time came. I had all the kids sit on park benches in that old, rickety, metal gym. As they sat there, impatient and anxious, waiting for the games to start again, I shared the Parable of the Ring, which the Lord had given me on the way to the gym that night (and which is included in Chapters 1 and 2 in this book). I was so nervous I could hardly speak; but as I told the story, their impatience slowly evaporated, exposing hurting and hungry hearts.
Nobody would have ever guessed that these young people were starving for the truth about their sexuality. On the outside, they were hard and crude. They grabbed each other’s crotches as they played basketball and called one another the filthiest trash you can imagine. But as I shared the story, they all started to weep. At first they were embarrassed and tried to hide their tears, but as my message continued, many of them wailed openly. I was very moved by their response. When I finished sharing, they all just sat there in complete silence. All of us could sense a sort of supernatural awe. A holy hush rested on us like an invisible blanket.
I didn’t know what to do. After all, this was not a Christian event. I was partnering with our community to see the broken in our county restored. Several minutes passed. The kids hung their heads in conviction, their tears puddling on the concrete floor beneath them. I knew after that night that none of us would ever be the same. I ended up ministering to those kids twice a week for five years. The group grew to more than a hundred, and that scene on the park benches repeated itself over and over again.
As the years have rolled on, what I have discovered is that it is not just broken kids on probation who need to understand their sexuality. The entire planet is crying out for a sexual revolution! Fathers, mothers, kids, and grandparents are all hungering to shake off the slime of perversion and the bondage of religion and to enter into the joy of passionate purity. While the world seems to live in a perpetual orgy and religion relegates the masses to sexual prison, the earth hungers for the truth about sex.
This book was not written to be just another manuscript about dating. I wrote this book to be a catalyst for a sexual reformation. I wanted to confront the world’s sexual root system as well as expose the religious Pharisees who have stolen the passion of true sexual purity.
My prayer is that Purity would rock the planet and rewrite the sexual paradigms of our time!
