It’s Just Justin

But I’m Already Christian!

Yesterday at work, the infamous tried to convert me. Her conversation started off innocent enough, “So Justin, what do you look for in a relationship?”.

See, I had just talked to her about my massage, a weekly ritual I started one weekend in the city when I had the most intense deep tissue massage by a beautiful guy at a spa, we had a connection haha.

I explained to the devine blonde that in a relationship I desire another guy who loves me as much as I love him, someone who shares similar life goals and a person I can get lost in conversation. Someone whose eyes catch only mine when he enters the crowded room I’m in. I desire someone who can make me smile and someone I can hold through a good cry. Someone I can live my life with that fills all my being with completeness.

The emaculate one responds, “Why desire something that you will never have?” She goes on to explain further that I will never find that person (I have before, I will again). Her parents love each other, she preaches, but they do not expect that kind of relationship. They know their purpose is God’s purpose and that if I could find God, I would not need all that I just opened up over.

Oh, bitch, no you didn’t.

I rolled up my sleeves for the next part, bitch was going down.

Now that she had upset me, I felt I didn’t have to hold back anything. I didn’t. Putting her in an uncomfortable corner, I retorted that she had no idea what she was talking about. She, the girl saving kissing for marriage. The girl who believes her purpose is to cook, clean and breed with her husband. She, the girl who is three years younger than me. The girl whose college career has been spent in a kitchen learning how to cook for the thirteen children she will someday squirt into this world. She, the girl who wasn’t even born when I started going to church, wasn’t even able to brush her teeth when I was baptised.

You don’t know me.

I have gone to church since I was a little kid. I believe in God, I believe in the Bible, I am one of those “believers”. I also question the Bible and I have always believed that made me a stronger Christian. Blind faith is a dark road to deception and corruption. I went to church camp for… 10 years? I worked camps for three years and went on mission trips with my friend’s church.

Moreover, Geoff and I went to church together, we took the eucharist, we prayed together.  Being in love, being gay, had nothing to do with our relationships with God.  So back off.

Entraptment.  She asked me what I look for in a relationship, nto with God but a simple relationship.  Any normal person would take that to mean, boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife type relationship.  I explained to her that this was not an area she could preach to anyone about.  She has no qualifications and that if she wanted to talk about a relationship with God, she should preface her question with just that.

Never-the-less, I’m over it now, especially since the girl who was trying to school me on love, life and God seems to have never passed grammar school…  Here she shows off her mad skills…

Awe, that felt nice.  All better now!