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I Took Off My Underwear (A MUST
READ FOR ALL LADIES
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I used to be that innocent girl
who had the world at her feet. I
was beautiful and I had eyes and
hips that could make men sway,
and to top it all up, I was a
Christian, a very good Christian
with a heart burning for God.
When I entered the university, I
met a guy, his name was Derrick. I
couldn’t believe my luck the first
time I bumped into him on my
way to class, he had such a kind
smile and a tender look that
weakened my knees when he
spoke.
Because I was late for class we
couldn’t talk much but barely
three weeks later, I met him at the
fresher’s night party and I was
overwhelmed. We got talking and
I found out that he was in his
second year and from that night,
we became an inseparable pair.
At first, we were friends and as
months passed by, we got closer
and closer and the chemistry
between us was undeniable.
About a year after I entered the
university, Derrick and I started
dating. He was everything a girl
could ever want and desire save
the fact that he wasn’t so much
of a Christian. Derrick had magical
hands that made him hard to
resist and most times I fell for it.
At first, I felt bad but when I
couldn’t help falling into the same
pit I killed the guilt on my inside.
And then one day, one of my
friends said I was getting fatter
and that got me thinking and in
the process I began to link the
dots…first I had a vomiting spree
every morning which I thought
was due to a flu and then I had
this morning sickness which I felt
was due to stress and then my
missing period…oh no it can’t be
possible I said to myself, I couldn’t
be pregnant!!!
After a series of test outside
school, I realized the deadliest
truth, I was indeed pregnant. I
was only nineteen, I still had a
whole life ahead of me, what was
I going to do. I couldn’t tell my
parents, they wouldn’t hear of it. I
had to go to Derrick to tell him
what I had found out.
On telling him, I saw him fly into a
temper I had never seen in my
life. He was so hysterical, calling
me all sorts of names and I didn’t
even know when I started crying
heart drenching tears of hurt and
betrayal. When he looked into my
eyes he must have realized how
scared and hurt I was and so he
pulled me close and ran his hands
through my hair until I had calmed
down and then he said to me in
the most subtle voice ever ” why
don’t you have an abortion”. I
pulled back instantly, I couldn’t
have an abortion! But when he
talked about my parents and the
sanctioning of the school and the
fellowship which I belonged to, I
knew I had no other choice.
Derrick had made all the
arrangements and so on the
supposed day we went to the
room- like clinic. I shivered all
through my way
there but Derrick kept telling me
that it would be okay and that he
was proud that I made such a
brave decision. When I entered
into the room where the abortion
was supposed to take place I laid
down on the table trying to
dissociate my mind from what I
was about to do and then a
young man told me sternly, ” you
know I can’t perform this
procedure with your underwear
on” and then I began to pull it off.
As I did this a sense of guilt
overwhelmed me, first I had
pulled off my underwear of
pleasure and now I was pulling it
off to get rid of the stigma the
pleasure had brought…what a
shame, I felt so exposed.
All through the times that I felt
instruments coming in and out of
me, I kept thinking of the lady I
had become and the hypocrite I
had transformed into. I let out a
sigh, only if I can get through this
I muttered… only if…and then I
felt a sharp pain pierce through
the whole of my body, I screamed
but then the doctor told me to be
quiet. I felt another pain but this
time I bit my lip and then the pain
began to come in successions. I
instinctively knew that something
was wrong but I was too weak to
talk or to move and then I heard
the voices of Derrick and the
doctor talking about the fact that
I was bleeding excessively. The
pain was so unbearable and I
could feel myself getting weaker
and weaker. With the last
strength in me, I pleaded with God
”Oh Lord I’m so sorry for taking
my under wears off, please
forgive me.” and I drifted into a
world where the pain seemed less
hurtful and the voices seemed
more distant.
Friends, our bodies are the temple
of the Lord… Do not take off your
underwear when the time is not
right. Lots of girls who gained
admission into the university as
virgins eventually lost it so
cheaply to guys who have
nothing to do with their
destinies. In a bid to get a
certificate, they sold out a destiny
that certificate cannot guarantee.
Friends, permit me to say it for
the umpteenth time, even if you
have lost your virginity, you can
become chaste again! Record a
period of virginity from a
particular time till marriage and in
the presence of God, you are as
chaste as someone who has
known no man because you have
chosen to honor Him again
despite your past.
Virtuous women aren’t in bed
with their fiancé right now. If he
is sleeping with you…he’s sleeping
with others. Yup, you are not the
only one. A boyfriend, even a long
term one is STILL not a husband.
Too many women are giving
boyfriends husband privileges!
We keep losing what is rightfully
ours because we keep messing
with what’s not ours. There is just
something classy about a
woman who can control her
emotions!
Many have been laid on the slab
of abortion, yet they keep
involving in activities that will
take them back on that slab!
Risking it all!
Please, DON’T TAKE OFF YOUR
UNDERWEAR!; any man who has
not signed his life to you is not
worth it!
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