Mrs. Jesus #1/7: Blew Monday


1 Corinthians 7:34 and his interests are divided. The unmarried woman or virgin is concerned about the work of the Lord, how she can be holy in both body and spirit. But the married woman is concerned about the affairs of this world, how she can please her husband.

The scene is a cozy suburban house from the 1950s. Black and white, like in The Dick van Dyke Show or WandaVision. The door opens.

Jesus: Hi honey, I’m home!

I run into his arms and cling tightly to him.

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Dream: Guidebook


It is our group’s last day in this beach town
We have all packed our bags
And checked out

We are storing our things
In some sort of common room
While we each wait to depart

I realize I have no more obligations
This is the perfect time
To do
Some serious drinking!

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Dream: Terror Hoops



I am in an Arena.
At least in the building.
I’m backstage, on the edge of the Court.

Watching a man go out to be arrested.
A former basketball player.
He was going to blow the place up.
I helped turn him in.

I’m hoping he forgives me.
That he knew what he was going to do was wrong.
And is glad someone stopped him.

But more than that.
I’m hoping he doesn’t feel alone.
That he doesn’t think I hate or despise him.

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