Dear Someone I Wish I Could Meet

Dear Jesus.

Look here - there was no clarification if this person is dead or alive.

Every time I tell people I want to meet you, they think it's uber-christian - until I start naming the reasons why. I go from sweetheart to demon. Chiiiile.

I not only want to know what you look like...

Okay side-note.
I don't want to know what he looks like for "racial" reasons. I won't lie, once upon a time I was curious. But now, I just want to put a face to the legend. It's like hearing about your father and God Forbid, he is dead or just plain old *missing*... You just want to know what the dude looks like.

Okay so back on our scheduled programme, I not only want to know what you look like - I wanna know a thousand things. I don't feel like getting into religious conversations over this blog- so please don't throw shade here. A bish is tryna be REAL. So less be real. I wanna know your story from first person perspective. NO OFFENSE to all the Bible stans, but all of that is just hear-say. Don't shoot verses at me either, I'm a pastor's kid and I'll get it in if I have to, no toothpicks. In fact the bible books that describe you reaffirm my belief in not taking second hand stories seriously. Every body sees everything differently. It's an inside joke at the police force that when you ask all eye witnesses what happened, you'll get different versions of the same stuff. I mean, for someone to give the World an accurate depiction of yours truly, they'd have to scour my diary, my facebook, my twitter, my friends, my lovers, and my family. All we got from you were your disciples hindsight - you can't expect me to believe that you are the guy (100%) that only the bible says you are. Especially since the bible itself has been edited so many times, and continues to be edited. Suspiciously. (ahem, shout out to King James.)

But I don't want to meet you to grill you. I want to have lunch with you and hang out. I wanna talk. I KNOW you know how much I like tawkin'.... (shawty snappin!). I want to know you for real real. Not through third party folk tales.

Consider it.

Yours Truly (okay maybe not "truly", but my heart is in the right place. Might be. Actually... Okay - I'm done!"

I love you.