One Sick Guy

Is it just me or are you like this too? What I’m talking about here is do you have a sick mind? I am not a bad guy, honestly I’m not! I am happily married with kids etc etc.  But I have a sick mind. A gutter mind. A warped mind.

Here’s how it works.  In church, the pastor would say, “Jesus is coming again!” Guess what goes through my mind then? Yes! I think sexual! I feel like crap for not only thinking something so blasphemous but in church to boot?  Nooo! There are also songs that beg Jesus to ‘come inside me’. How could I not go to town with that? Hello! Sick guy here!

Nothing is too sacred and nothing is safe from the machinations of my sexually warped mind. I am not bragging, it’s a curse! I might need to speak to someone. A shrink maybe? Did you talk to someone? Are you like this? Am I normal? Come on, talk to me!

Did I mention that I am also a Christian? Well duh! Why else would I be in church? To steal communion or partake of the bread and wine?  Maybe I need a good confession.  But isn’t that what I’m doing right now? And what would I say? “Of forgive me father for I have sinned.  I er…uhm…apply sexual connotations to normal conversations and pervade even the most innocent of conversations.” Hmm…that kinda has a nice ring to it, don’t you agree?

Back to my issue, I am one sick mofo!  Be careful what you say to me and please don’t tell me please come again.

Do You See Jesus, Son?

Stained glass at St John the Baptist's Anglica...

Stained glass at St John the Baptist’s Anglican Church http://www.stjohnsashfield.org.au, Ashfield, New South Wales. Illustrates Jesus’ description of himself “I am the Good Shepherd” (from the Gospel of John, chapter 10, verse 11). This version of the image shows the detail of his face. The memorial window is also captioned: “To the Glory of God and in Loving Memory of William Wright. Died 6th November, 1932. Aged 70 Yrs.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Before you atheist and God haters get excited to welcome another in your fold, let me set the records straight and tell you that I am a Christian.  A proud Christian with an open mind.  So there.  Now leave me alone so I could get into my blog.

Now, since cameras weren’t around when Jesus walked the earth and sketch artists were never mentioned, it begs me to ask the question, ‘What did Jesus look like?”  I see paintings of a man who looked just like any other man from Jerusalem.  He looked like Peter and also Paul.  Heck, without the beard he could also pass for Mary.

When people claim to see Jesus, are they sure it wasn’t the Angel Gabriel, Moses, or some other ancient holy man?  Maybe he…he…looka like a…man?

 

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Jesus Look-Alike Given The Boot. Lmao!

Jesus H. Christ

Jesus H. Christ (Photo credit: angelofsweetbitter2009)

A man looking very much like Jesus, showed up at a darts tournament to take in the game and maybe down a few cold ones.  He wasn’t bothering anyone but apparently, looking like the Holy One is bothersome enough to some as a few spectators and even players took exception to Jesus’ body double being in attendance.

Here’s how I imagined it going down.  You can always read the real story by following the links below as I tend to exaggerate a bit sometimes.

“What the heck is Jesus doing here?  I am not playing if he’s there.  I can’t play with him staring at me like that.  He spooks me.  Either he leaves or I leave.”

“Man, are you sure that’s what Jesus looked like?  Just cuz he’s got a beard and shit doesn’t mean jack.  I am here to play darts not play ‘name that celebrity’.  You in or out?”

The crowd started chanting, ‘Stand up if you love Jesus’ to the disapproval of the other athletes.

“How can we play like this?  He’s a distraction.  Plus he looks as me as if he is accusing me of something.”

The owner was called.  He walked up to the look-alike.  “Jes…I meant sir, you will have to leave.  The other players are distracted by your looks.  Your beard rubs them the wrong way.  I say get out of here before we have a hanging.”

“Crucify him! Crucify him!”  Yelled the crowd.  The look-alike, hearing this said, “He who is without gin, cast the first dart.”  No one moved.  “Bulleye!’  He said calmly, “You guys are drunk.  I am not who you say I am.  I am not even an only son as I have 3 brothers.  I am leaving but unlike the who-you-say-I-look-like, I won’t forgive you for denying me the chance to enjoy a good game of darts. Hope you rot in hell!”  With that he was gone.

God, if this blog is blasphemous to you in any way, please forgive me.  I trust that you are a God with a keen sense of humor and would find the funny in it. Thank you again for sending your son to die for us.  Amen.