The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):
“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife”

“One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a choice to hold it back. Virginity isn’t just a status for me; it’s a gift, something I’m shaping with every “no” I say to the now, saving it for my future wife. A message pops up, her words dripping with allure like Vanity, the singer whose beauty once captivated the world. But I scroll past, not because I’m immune, but because integrity matters more. Kant’s principle whispers in my ear, and scripture seals it: “Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church” (Ephesians 5:25). My virginity is a promise, a piece of me I’m building for her.

Temptation’s Knock

Temptation doesn’t come with a warning label—it slips in quietly, like that DM lighting up my phone. She’s not just a name; she’s a mirror of Vanity—stunning, magnetic, a test of my resolve. My sex drive kicks in, a natural pulse I can’t deny. I could reply, let the conversation flow, see where it leads. No one would know. But I stop myself. Not out of fear, but out of something deeper—a principle I’ve chosen to live by. That moment isn’t just about resisting; it’s about building, stacking another brick of integrity for the man I want to be.

Vanity’s allure fades when I think of what’s ahead. Temptation promises a thrill, but it’s fleeting—a sugar rush that leaves me empty. My sex drive isn’t the enemy; it’s a force I’m channeling, a gift I’m wrapping up for someone I haven’t met yet. One swipe, one reply, could unravel that, but I’d rather hold it together for her.

Integrity Over Impulse

Integrity isn’t loud—it’s steady, a quiet strength that grows every time I choose the long game over the short one. Kant, the philosopher, talked about the categorical imperative: act in a way you’d want to be universal, a rule for everyone. For me, that’s what virginity becomes—a principle, not just a personal quirk. I’m not saving it because it’s easy; I’m saving it because it’s right, because I’d want my future wife to trust me with her whole self too. It’s a standard I set for myself, a way of living that says my word, my body, my soul—they all mean something.

This isn’t about shutting down my sex drive—it’s about giving it purpose. That DM might stir it up, but integrity keeps it in check. I’m not perfect; some days, the temptation feels like a tug-of-war. But every time I walk away, I’m stronger, more the man I want her to find when the time comes.

Scripture’s Blueprint

Scripture gives me the why behind the what. Ephesians 5:25 isn’t just a verse—it’s a vision: “Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her.” That’s the kind of love I’m preparing for—sacrificial, selfless, all-in. My virginity isn’t a badge of pride; it’s a piece of that giving, a way I’m starting now to love her like Christ loved. It’s not about rules—it’s about relationship, about showing up for her with something pure and whole.

Then there’s Proverbs 4:23: “Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life.” My heart’s where this battle plays out—where temptation meets integrity, where my sex drive meets my faith. Guarding it isn’t passive; it’s active, a choice to protect what flows from it. That DM could crack the door open, but Proverbs tells me to lock it tight—not out of paranoia, but out of care for what I’m building.

A Gift Worth Waiting For

Virginity as a gift isn’t a cliché to me—it’s real. It’s not just about my body; it’s about my character, my commitment, the way I’m shaping myself for my future wife. That girl like Vanity? She’s a shadow, a flicker of now. My future wife is the flame I’m saving this for—a love I haven’t seen yet but believe in enough to wait for. My sex drive isn’t wasted; it’s packaged, tied with the ribbon of integrity, ready for the day it’s hers.

This gift isn’t about denying myself—it’s about defining myself. Every temptation I turn from is a step toward her, a piece of trust I’m earning before we even meet. Kant’s principle keeps me honest; scripture keeps me hopeful. Together, they turn my virginity into something active, not passive—a choice I make for love.

The Man I’ll Be

So I let that DM sit unanswered, not because I’m better than anyone, but because I’m building something bigger. My future wife deserves a man who’s wrestled with temptation and won, not by luck, but by principle. My sex drive is hers, a gift I’m keeping safe with every “no” I say today. Vanity can’t sway me—not when integrity’s my compass and faith’s my guide.

On life’s court, I’m still A.C. Green—sharp, steadfast, unashamed. My virginity isn’t a burden; it’s a promise, a piece of me I’m crafting for her, day by day.

The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):
“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay”