A Kiss is Still Sacred.

Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.

Romans 12:1 (NIV)

So here’s what I want you to do…Take your everyday, ordinary life — your sleeping, eating, going to work, and walking around life — and place it before God as an offering.

Romans 12:1 (the Message)

I’m in the middle of re-writing a draft of what will become the first of a three-part inspirational romance series.

And  I’ve got kissing on the brain.

Bad.

Nearing the last several chapters of book #1, Everly Scott, the heroine, and Gabe Bellevue, the hero, find themselves alone on the balcony of Everly’s 1846 plantation house, a run down inheritance of epic proportions, no thanks to her free-spirited, dream-chasing mother.

A discovery in the attic reveals a truth that sets Everly free from a lie she believes and heals her heart to love again.

As I’ve written it, the scene is rife with lovesick, romantic tension. Having them enjoy a kiss feels timely and appropriate, yet I’m hesitant.

For good reason.

Because a kiss is still sacred.

They’ve already shared two kisses earlier in the story. I could so easily have them lip-locked again for several steamy seconds or merely share an affectionate peck on the lips. 

But a kiss is sacred. 

Sorry, no. It’ll never qualify as, “No big deal, Mom.”

I don’t live under a rock. I know the idea of treating a kiss with sacred regard isn’t upheld by today’s standards and is rarely ever portrayed that way in secular film and media.

Still…a kiss is sacred.

How easy it is for something meant to be significant to become so meaningless that I engage in the act with indifference.

What about prayer? It’s also sacred. 

Have I allowed it to become a routine-ish thing I do – somewhat equal to wiping off the kitchen counter? Or do I treat it with reverence, evoking God’s holy presence with a heart, soul, and mind fully engaged? 

Then there’s worship. Am I what God would consider a true worshipper? Whether meeting alone with Him or in fellowship with others, are my raised hands and hearty song offered up to God as a holy and sacred kiss? 

Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in the Spirit and in truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. John 4:23.

The Felkins children have been taught (repeat, they’ve been taught) that a kiss was meant to be treated with respect and dignity, to be shared under circumstances pleasing to God, and shouldn’t be mindlessly exchanged with others like a baseball card. 

So, back to Everly and Gabe…

As much as I want them to kiss at this juncture in the story (and I’m pretty sure they’d like to, as well), I’m making them wait. Otherwise, the happily ever after will leave the reader with an anticlimatic, “So they kissed again. Big deal.”

Because a kiss is still sacred.

And prayer is still sacred.

And worship is still sacred.

My everyday, ordinary life — kisses included — should be placed before God as a sacred offering.

What do you find yourself doing out of mere routine that’s lost its significance? How might you recover that and treat the act with reverence?

10 Comments

  1. Emily Conrad says:

    I’ve been thinking similar things about prayer lately. There’s so much to bring before God, but I’ve been concerned about doing so flippantly or without really considering Who I’m talking to. And I like your mentality about kissing, too. I generally save it for special moments in my fiction, too, and appreciate books where the author has done the same.

    • Mary Felkins says:

      So easy to just go through the motions without engaging in the seriousness and significance and sacredness of prayer. I try to plot three “kisses” throughout the novel but fight the urge to toss in a few more. But as authors, we need to continue to hold them in high regard. Thanks for stopping by, Emily!

  2. Stacey says:

    I love this. A kiss is still sacred. YES! It should never be traded like baseball cards.

    I love how thoughtful you are on this topic. Writers like you are why I read Christian Romance.

    • Mary Felkins says:

      What a sweet thing to say! And, yes, we do need to continue to respect the nature of the kiss as authors. The world needs to know God’s beautiful intention for us in giving the gift of a kiss.

  3. Carol James says:

    Beautifully said, Mary. Thanks for the reminder that all parts of our lives are to be sacred offerings. One of the things I love about reading and writing Christian romance is the care with which kisses happen and the importance and value placed on them. They are sacred!

    • Mary Felkins says:

      We do have a responsibility to ‘handle with care’ when writing romance. Kisses are awesome, meant to be infused with passion and lead to sweet things set aside by God. The world needs to handle this with far greater respect, raise it to the place of sacred things. Thanks for stopping in, Carol

  4. Martha says:

    One of my very wonderful friends was widowed early with small children. When she later said yes to a man who had been pursuing her, she, agreeing with you, saved her kiss until the marriage. At the wedding, they were both blessed as well as blessing the onlookers with a holy and precious first kiss. That has made a deeply memorable occasion for all who knew them and were there. So sweet- not a “Ho hum- again?” incident but a godly joy, that saved first kiss.

    • Mary Felkins says:

      A concept so utterly disregarded today, isn’t it? Glad to hear of your friend’s story and grateful they chose to wait for the big day. God honors that!

  5. Love the analogy, Mary.
    Good luck and God’s blessings
    PamT

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