40 Days of Purity for Girls

By Sharie King and Clayton King

With short, engaging chapters that apply the life-changing messages of the True Love Project, teen girls will slowly and intentionally change their perception of the true love God has waiting for them with the 40 Days of Purity for Girls. Just as Jesus spent 40 days in the wilderness preparing for His ministry, young women are called to spend 40 days in the Word. For these 40 days, girls will practice a life of purity and learn to reflect the relationship of the Trinity in their own relationships with others. By doing so, teens will discover that their purity is a bright light in a dark world and is only made possible through a strength much greater than their own.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BH Publishing Group
• Release date: Sep 1, 2014
• ISBN: 9781433684371

Sharie King

Sharie King is an artist, author, and a popular speaker at youth and women’ s conferences. She has coauthored 12 Questions to Ask Before You Marry with her husband, Clayton. Together with her pastor-evangelist husband, Sharie shares a passion to serve Christ through ministry, missions, and marriage, which she pursues by prioritizing being a wife to Clayton and a mom to their two sons.

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Table of Contents

Introduction

Day 1: The Chosen

Day 2: The Challenge

Day 3: The Choice

Day 4: Better Than Sin

Day 5: Conditional Intimacy

Day 6: The Hard Work of Holiness

Day 7: Pure by Position

Day 8: Pure by Practice

Day 9: Pure by Participation

Day 10: Pure by Planning

Day 11: Pure in Perspective

Day 12: Appetite

Day 13: Insecurities

Day 14: Comparisons

Day 15: Flirt

Day 16: Fall

Day 17: Voluntary Forgiveness

Day 18: Protective Forgiveness

Day 19: Fellowship

Day 20: Fight

Day 21: Flee

Day 22: Refuse

Day 23: Reject

Day 24: Redirect

Day 25: Redefine

Day 26: Refocus

Day 27: Remember

Day 28: Repent

Day 29: Replace

Day 30: Recommit

Day 31: Attention

Day 32: Affection

Day 33: Inspection

Day 34: Direction

Day 35: Expectations

Day 36: Stand Up

Day 37: Speak Up

Day 38: Grow Up

Day 39: Pray Up

Day 40: Don’t Give Up

Notes

About the Authors

Title page

Copyright © 2014 by LifeWay Christian Resources

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978-1-4336-8434-0

Published by B&H Publishing Group

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Dewey Decimal Classification: 306.73

Subject Heading: GIRLS \ SEXUAL ABSTINENCE \ CHRISTIAN LIFE

Unless otherwise noted, all Scripture quotations are taken from the Holman Christian Standard Bible®,

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I praise God for being a faithful Father; in Him my life lacks no good thing (see Psalm 84:11). I would like to thank my mom for providing for me, and my grandparents for paving the way to my relationship with Jesus. Clayton, the Lord has used your love to heal my heart and make me a better woman. You are the most amazing man I know.

Introduction

Tonight both of my sons had baseball games. My husband drove them to the field while I went to the store for team snacks and drinks. On my way, Clayton called to tell me we’d mixed up the game time and we’d have an-hour-and-a-half to waste in town. Our conversation experienced a frustrated silence because the past few months we’d been so busy, everything was planned to the minute. We didn’t have time to waste.

Well, what do you want to do? I asked.

I guess we’ll just meet you at the field.

When I arrived, Clayton was pitching to Jacob in the batting cage, and Joseph skipped up to me with pleading eyes. Mama, wanna throw the ball? My initial thought was, No, I want to pout, but the Holy Spirit helped me grab a glove.

When it was Joseph’s turn to bat, I walked with him to the cage and realized how much I wanted to smack that ball. I looked at Joseph with the same pleading eyes he’d given me earlier and asked, Do you care if I bat? Sure he said.

I leaned back into my stance and felt adrenaline flow through my muscles as they anticipated the power I’d feel when the bat connected with the unsuspecting ball. After twelve hits in a row, my son’s friend asked me, Did you just finish your college season? Laughter entered my soul because I hadn’t played in twenty-one years. But, I decided to play with my kids a little and said, Yeah. We just finished a winning season of 16 and 2. Exasperated grunts left both of my kids’ mouths as Joseph said, Don’t believe her; she’s one of those moms that jokes around.

Originally I was entirely frustrated by this misspent hour, but as I played with my family, I realized God was using this time to make me play. I didn’t need to accomplish one more task. My soul needed fun and laughter, but I had to follow His lead to find it.

God always knows what you need more than you do, but His ways don’t always feel in line with your feelings. Letting the gospel define your purity doesn’t feel easy, normal, or popular, so I’ve written forty days of encouragement to help you in this journey. But, it’s up to you to listen to the Holy Spirit and follow His lead. As you walk this hard road, keep this in mind: I’ve never met someone who regretted saving their sexuality for marriage. I pray that you’ll have the courage to leave the world’s influences behind, listen to the Holy Spirit, and follow His lead.

Day 1

When I started middle school, it seemed like everyone left the simplicity of friendships on the elementary playgrounds and traded them in for a new form of entertainment: relationships.

I boarded the school bus where everyone buzzed about who liked whom. I noticed my reflection bouncing in the school-bus window. My permed hair and my shiny new braces were reflecting on the glass. As we approached the school building, I wondered how I was going to convince my classmates to like me when I wasn’t even sure if I liked myself.

I walked up to my locker, and my hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I desperately tried to get the combination right the first time. In my peripheral vision I noticed stylish girls weaving through the hallways, turning all the boys’ heads. They must have spent their summer reading magazines that taught them the secrets to looking great and standing out.

I wanted what they had: attention, popularity, and confidence. So I studied their clothes, hairstyles, mannerisms, and conversations.

After a few months I, too, walked the halls with what seemed like confidence. I was no longer on the bottom of the totem pole, and the group I wanted to join started to let me into their conversations. But it wasn’t what I expected.

I listened as the opinions of my friends changed about one another with each passing day, situation, or conversation. And I was sure this was true of their conversations about me. The power of my new style didn’t earn me the attention I wanted. Boys complimented me with a slap on the rear instead of a love letter or dinner.

I was trying to fill the natural human desire to be noticed, to find affection and love through friendship, but I kept coming up empty. I was in a danger zone. My heart was beating to the beat of blinking