Love Made Claim

Do you think Jesus loves porn stars? (Part 1)

 

Jesus loves porn stars. Do you think that’s true?

 

It’s taken me a bit to process the whole concept. The fact that I was transplanted into ministry at a porn convention still blows my mind. I have yet to fully comprehend everything I witnessed, heard, and experienced. There were many really high highs and quite a few really low lows. Thinking back to Chicago, it feels like an out of body experience.

Two words that come to mind: Brokenness and Grace.

According to Merriam-Webster’s dictionary, “broken” is defined as violently separated into parts, shattered, not complete or full, subdued completely or made weak.

The broken part: all people desire to be desired. Many times the desire offering “fulfillment” is either short lived or a false sense of what’s meant to be.  For example, the desire to feel beautiful leads many people to look toward what society says is beautiful versus finding the uniqueness within themselves as being beautiful. Humans thrive on knowing they are loved beyond condition. Which is tough, because humans mess up and put conditions on love. We fantasize and create false realities of our version of perfect love. We think of ourselves as loving perfectly, when in reality there is no human love that is perfect; Yet a Creator who loves us fully and beyond condition. We have been violently separated from our Creator. Thus, broken.

As a team, we walked the floor prior to doors opening at the convention and I was hit with a gut-wrenching anxious feeling. The heaviness in the air was so thick it was almost tangible: not from nerves or the unknown, but from a vibe in the atmosphere. I felt a bit overwhelmed for the people involved. That porn is too messy of an issue. That sex has been so distorted and twisted from a thing of beauty to a thing of heartache. It was one of the darkest spiritual atmospheres I have ever been placed in and it nearly took my breath away.

And this was just the beginning.

Once the doors opened, I began to see visible brokenness in people as they averted their eyes from mine when they saw the shirt I was wearing. It was similar to the one below:

 

Jesus Loves Porn Stars.


Several people looked away in shame as though the embodiment of such a statement brings immediate condemnation and shame. I think there were some definite misconceptions about why a church would ever send any of their Christians to a convention dedicated to sexual depravity. But isn’t that exactly where God’s presence is needed?  Places that seem “too messy” or “too corrupt” or “outside the comfort zone” are the exact places where Christians and the church should be. How else will the dark then be infiltrated and overcome with light? Staying in “safe” Christian bubbles is stagnant and useless. We need to meet people where they are at.

I talked with women who counted down the hours until their shifts were over and who became real as they stepped into Hello Kitty pajamas and just needed a coffee to get through the workday. I was blessed to see real people outside of the masks they put on for the convention floor. I listened in the ‘ The Hotties Room’ (dressing room) as one girl told of how she had been separated from her brother for 16 years and how joyous the day was when she was reunited with him once again.  These women were real people with real families and real heartaches. Yet they were labeled and stigmatized with being less-than. I mean they’re just strippers right?!

 

This is where God comes in and says, “No, these are my kids and I want them back.”

In the song,“Hosanna” by Brooke Fraser, she sings:

 Open up my eyes to the things unseen

Show me how to love like you have loved me

Break my heart for what breaks yours

 

My eyes were opened and my heart broken. I don’t think that brokenness can leave my heart now that it struck a chord so deeply for people within the industry. I’m not one to be easily moved in my emotion or one labeled as “a feeler”.  I rarely cry, but the convention broke me and the tears fell. Thousands of people walked through the doors of the convention over a 3-day period all in search of fulfillment in some way.  And the short-lived fulfillment that some of them thought to receive at the convention was a false reality of which humanity was created. Perhaps a few of them saw Jesus in a new light that weekend. Perhaps they had no belief in God at all. Whatever place they were in, God still offers good news in that brokenness paves the way for Reconciliation and Grace.

 

 

2 Responses

  1. Kelly DeCaster says:

    This reality is hard to reconcile. I’m thankful for what you all are doing to bring change!

  2. Katie says:

    Of course Jesus loves porn stars. Jesus also loves LGBTs. He loves everyone.

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