It seems shocking how Christians can be so prude about sex, and especially about young love when it was HIGHLY improbably that Mary was over 18 years old when God impregnated her with a child. Even though it's likely He didn't use a physical body to perform that task, it still goes against the modern-day prejudice that youth cannot morally engage in romance and sex. She WAS after all, engaged already and even by the time she delivered Jesus, and began having intimacy with Joseph, she was almost assuredly still under 18. Yet people would never think of calling Joseph a child abuser, much less GOD for getting her pregnant even though anything remotely similar to that marriage today would be instantly denounced and probably punished.
Why am I ranting on about this? I guess I'm just trying to relieve some of my soul frustration with how I was raised. I had no knowledge or training about sex in my teen years; I was told to ignore it until I got married. Not only that, I was sheltered and prevented from having opportunities for dating, or even socializing with females my age. Half the church condemned the idea of the Church school starting a high school class because they didn't think teens should be able to mingle with each other like that. I always dreamed and hoped to find love and maybe marry in my 20s, but here I am almost 30 and suffering with extreme depression, loneliness, no social life, heavy social anxiety, and never once dated. If I had been raised with a loving family and church community who would not shy away from "the bed of instruction" like Solomon says in his erotic Song, maybe my life would have turned out much different; much happier, loving, and more fulfilled.
Son 8:1-3 Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me. [how far has the family life of Western Culture fallen!] (2) I would lead you, bringing you into my mother’s house, who would instruct me [in sex, obviously!]. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate. [most likely this means her vagina] (3) His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.