'the sexually mature young mormon single adult'
In this article I reflected on sexuality, maturity and faith:
Here’s a question you might want to bring up at the next ward Linger Longer: do any of us young single adults feel like sexually mature human beings? It’s certainly something to chew on, along with the cheesy casseroles, Costco rolls, and freshly baked cookies, amidst the flirting and fellowshipping taking place all around you. In fact, if you’re serious about getting the conversation going, I recommend screaming the question as loudly as you can. I, for one, will readily contribute my answer: It is, with all the confusion and frustration I can muster in my 26-year-old human body, a resounding, nope. Actually it’s more like this: