Ten years ago I realized I could drink booze AND love Jesus and only the Baptists would condemn me.

Yesterday there was a TenYearsAgo meme going around twitter, and it got me thinking.

During the late nineties, my Christian faith ceased being a religious set of rules to follow and became a relationship with Jesus Christ. This meant I could finally enjoy certain freedoms in this life such as rated R movies, really great music, and vodka.

My eyes were opened to all the extra rules I’d been following that I thought made me a better Christian. I thought if I listened to a certain kind of music, or attended prayer meetings before work every morning, or was only friends with other Christians that Jesus would love me more.

As it turns out, nothing I do or say will make Jesus love me more. He just loves me.

A young man once addressed this issue with Jesus in the book of Matthew:

And one of them, a lawyer, asked him a question to test him. Teacher, which is the great commandment in the Law? And he said to him, You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. On these two commandments depend all the Law and the Prophets (Matthew 22:35-40, ESV).

I’m called to love God first, above all other things, and then I’m to love my neighbor second. Out of these two commands flow all the other answers to life.

For instance, if I need to drink all day long to cope with life, then I’m loving booze more than Jesus. If I’m flaunting my ability to enjoy a drink around my friend who struggles with a drinking problem, then I’m not loving my neighbor.

Freedoms are freedoms, not rights.

I’m thankful to Jesus for using this last decade to prune the unnecessary laws from my faith and graft me in to a new life of faith.

A Note to My Adoring Fans

I’ve had some loving inquiries regarding the recent posts I made about drunk blogging – friends checking in to make sure everything’s okay. I just want to clarify that the term ‘drunk blogging’ is something I picked up in the blog world, especially from that hell-raiser, Dooce, who is an extremely hyperbolic and sarcastic writer – a skill I aspire to possess in my writing, much to the disappointment of many in my tight knit offline community.

And quite possibly, I’m not that good at it.

Truth be told, I was jumping on the bandwagon of this video piece from The Today Show, which ripped on mothers having one glass of wine during their children’s play dates. The topic erupted in the blog world, and Melissa Summers, who was the ‘mommy blogger’ interviewed along side the ‘seasoned professional,’ writes here and here about her anger at being ambushed on the air.

Shortly after I saw that video, I needed to take my son to the ER for some breathing problems. My friend had been over for dinner that night, and I’d had one glass of wine with my meal. I thought this was hilarious, because – as if a woman can not be trusted to know her limits or be responsible – one of the main concerns over a mother having a glass of wine in the presence of her children was, ‘WHAT IF THERE IS AN EMERGENCY, AND SOMEONE NEEDS TO BE RUSHED TO THE HOSPITAL?’

I laughed at this irony all the way down the Valley Freeway as my minivan bounced between the median and the Saab next to me.

(That was hyperbole, by the way.)

At any rate, you should really read this post written by Dooce shortly after the video was aired on The Today Show. It will give you a little insight into my (apparently alarming) sense of humor regarding drunk blogging.

Did I have a few drinks that night? Yes. Was I completely incapacitated and tripping over my fingers, unaware that I was blogging? No. It was a very intentional and sarcastic commentary on a topic that has been widely discussed in the blog world (see here and here).

No worries, the kids are safe.

Warning: Drunk Blogging in Progress

I’m on my fourth cocktail with friend Jenny present on our ‘let the hair down’ night without husbands and children, and yes, we are drunk.

We are compiling a ‘hairbrush’ mix tape. You know the hairbrush songs… the ones you listen to in front of the mirror with the hairbrush as a microphone…

If you were to make a hairbrush mix tape, what songs would you include? I take this task so seriously I’m terrified of missing that really. important. song. If your song makes it on my mix, you’ll get a free copy. How’s THAT for drunken promises????????????