plus a brief interview:
I am a recovering alcoholic; by God’s unexpected mercy I’ve been freed from the destructive habits that go along with alcoholism. But I have not been freed from the fun habits—like thinking of everything in terms of a drinking game.
The following game is composed entirely of true stories: things that really happened to gay Christians I know, people who accepted their church’s sexual ethic and sought to be obedient to it. Almost all of them happened to several people. Some of them happened to a majority of us.
Obviously, don’t actually, you know, play this as a drinking game. But as you knock back your shots of grape juice, or whatever, you may still find your vision blurring as a distorted and monstrous figure slowly appears, flickering on the edges of sight: the hallucinated version of God, which is one symptom of long-term addiction to American Christianity.
The good news is, that god isn’t real.
The bad news is, I bet a lot of you still see him when you close your eyes.
Take a drink if . . .