Porn That Gets You Into Hell for Sure
I am in my apartment in Woodside, Queens, reading C.S. Lewis. It is my first apartment that isn’t school housing, and I feel like a woman born again: reading, writing, thinking, manic with ideas and desires in a space all of my own. Though I am not Catholic- I’m technically Jewish but not in any personal way- I am fervent, nervous, giddy, passionate just for the sake of being. I chuckle. A Jewish woman of a Catholic disposition. I am reading Lewis’ essay “The Problem of Pain.” It is his attempt at resolving the paradox that most Christians are loath to address: if God is good, why does he allow people to suffer? I am over three quarters of the way through, and Lewis has yet to convince me that... Read more...
