For the Love of Christ
Escapades of a former Jesus freak who went from preaching to perversion, and took the Holy Son along for the ride
Jesus and I go way back.
You know that annoying Christian kid who runs around urging you to accept Jesus as your savior, or you’ll go to hell? Yup, that was me. My neighbor’s mother once had to give me a talking to after I freaked the crap out of her daughter. Jesus is everywhere, I told her, all the time-always watching, and now she couldn’t sleep without imagining him hovering ominously over her bed.
Jesus does like to watch though. You may even say he’s a bit of a voyeur—a freak if you will. And he’s seen some stuff. I’ll tell you more about that soon…
My relationship with Jesus has evolved a lot over the years. I went from diehard devotee to leaving him out in the cold. I was mostly blasé for a long time, until one day, we saw each other in a divine new light.
At the end of elementary school, as my faith started to slip in favor of the temptations of the flesh, my very Christian grandmother was staying with us. I arrived home from a date with a boy I had just kissed goodnight— sixth-grade style—and found her sitting in a chair in the living room. As always, her long wrinkled fingers were folded over a…
