Porn: Love Yourself
I’ve spent a lot of time telling other people Jesus loves them without believing it to be true of myself…
I’ve spent a lot of time telling other people Jesus loves them without believing it to be true of myself…
I think those in the throes of kalopsia sit on the edge of reality, where The Shins always play gently in the background and time passes in slow-motion.
Few people have made such a mark on the world using humility and grace as she, yet there is a gigantic element of her life which most people tend to overlook.
There is an element of my struggle with porn that is both so evident and so deep-seated, I haven’t opened up about it much…
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the stories we tell. I think the issue is these two words: Happy endings.
The piece wasn’t meant to be a funny satire, but I realized that there is a real weight to the sexual brokenness of our world that should not be trivilaized.
A few months ago, TMZ broadcasted to the world that “Ethan the Shirtless Runner is the new Tim Tebow…HE’S A VIRGIN!” and people went wild. Some accused me of being a prude. Many assumed I was gay. But for some reason, I remained silent on my reasons for waiting until marriage to park the car in the garage.
Recently, however, I decided that I’m done waiting until marriage…
I prefer a theology that pulls your hair behind your ears when you’re drunk (again) because it loves you as you are, not as you should be.
Literally everyone hates this word. Whoever made it up should be removed from society because it’s so gross. Maybe its just the action behind it, but still.





