SOME VALENTINES' THOUGHTS

So, Valentines' Day is but days away. This Sunday to be exact, and I find myself a little unnerved. Plagued really by certain questions that have arisen from the combination of two sacred traditions. Now, I've witnessed many people proclaiming their "love" for Jesus, but how much do we really love Jesus? Or better yet, how do we define a love like that?
Do we "love" Jesus the same way we love our dog or is he right on par with our families or our significant others? For those of us who go through the motions of church worship, usually to make someone happy I suspect that you "love" Jesus about as much as those High-heel pumps you wore to church or your KIA Sorrento parked outside. In which case I won't appeal to you for an answer. But for those "hardcore Christians" who pass out church pamphlets to everyone at their job and who will tell you in a heartbeat that they "love" Jesus more than life itself, I direct these questions to you. As we all know Valentines' Day is the premier time for proclaiming our love to those whom we truly desire, right? So with that said If the love that you have for Jesus supercedes that of your significant other, does Jesus then become your "Valentine"? I mean, do you put "I Love You" cards and white roses in the collection basket instead of a 25$ check? Do you lick your lips sensually after that shot of "Jesus' Blood" imagining for the moment that it was the preamble to a "quiet evening" in a motel room with His Holiness? Should you get a "Holy Hard-on" when taking the "body of Jesus" into yours? Yes! How else should you celebrate a celebrity Valentine on Earth from on High?
If you don't plan on doing any of these things on Sunday don't you think you should. I mean the man died for your sins. The least you can do is put out. It takes little effort. All you have to say is, "I'm in love with you, Jesus." "I want you to annoint my head with your holy oil." "I am like a lamb and you are my shepherd, so herd me!"
...Well, maybe you don't have to say all of that but something to that affect.
In summary, wear that black push-up bra, hike up that skirt, and keep yourself wide open for some "Amazing Grace". And remember what happens between you and God stays between you and God...Now how sweet does that sound?

AG
(The New Damage)