Some things never change
The last time I had a drink of alcohol was back in January. It was only a sip, but I have to say that Shiner Bock was a good choice. Quite tasty. But I don’t trust myself with beer. I did end up at a military social where I accidentally took the wrong glass and had to spit the beer back out about a month ago, but that doesn’t count.
And while externally it would be viable to take the high moral road on this one by not drinking, that isn’t the case at all for anyone who has had a problem with pornography. Simply put, with pornography, there is no such thing as responsible use. And Jesus drank. With that said, I will probably never enter a porn show to hand out bibles like XXXChurch does. Without fail, the moment that I think I’ve beaten this is the eve of a fall. There’s my humility check.
My last experience “clubbing” was back in New Caledonia. I ended up escorting a drunk guy around making sure he didn’t get in too much trouble, and then got into an argument and near-fight…with the other non-drinking guy. It took a lot of energy out of me. Still yet, is there any theological difference between being there for people in a bar and being there for people in a porn show? I’m not sure. And that’s not to discount that sexual temptations exist in bars.
I remember my skepticism when I heard about friends entering gay hangouts in Tucson on a regular basis just to be Jesus’ love to them. It’s a skepticism I now regret. The reason this post is named as such is that the primary visible commonalities between the Navy and college are alcohol and sex. Plain and simple. And the fact is that Jesus isn’t just needed in porn shows. He’s needed in the bars, too. The actual planning and execution is going to depend upon some prayer, though.