Wet, passionate, intoxicated Kiss

We have a school at our church so a while ago, our principal, Scott, came into my office for assistance with some drunk people. They had wondered aimlessly onto the steps of our building. We don't like to tell people to leave, we actually want to get to know them if possible.

The more drunk they are, the better. They are much more open than they normally would be. There on the steps we found Brandon and his friend Paula. They were just resting, drinking, and arguing a little bit. Typical for a Tuesday morning.

As we introduced ourselves Paula began telling us how bad Brandon was, and how he needed help from his alcoholism. We heard about his being homeless and somewhat broken, but Paula reassured us that she was fine. Brandon was the one who had the problem. She was just drinking with him this morning because she was a good friend. I totally agreed with her logic. Any good friend would drink with their buddy to make them feel better.

After letting them finish their beers we let them know that for child safety reasons we needed them to leave the steps. We offered them a ride somewhere and Paula took us up on it. This is where the adventure really begins. Knowing that Paula was sloshed, loaded, or if you are English, pissed, we tried hard to figure out where she needed to go.

The first place we took her ended up being a dead end, for some reason we don't remember. I think she was afraid her husband would find out she was drunk, and she didn't want him to know. We were thinking, "He probably already knows", but I didn't want to burst her bubble. As we continued driving, a great song blared over the radio. If you know anything about music, talent, great vocals, and great lyrics, you know Paula Abdul.

Yes, Paula Abdul's "straight up" was playing on the radio. With great excitement I let Paula know that Paula Abdul was on the radio" I exclaimed "Hey we got Paula on the radio and Paula in the back seat" what a great coincidence. Acknowledging this miracle, Paula, the one in the back seat began whaling on the Chorus.

"Straight up now tell me, do you really wanna love me forever, oh oh oh, or am I caught in a hit and run?" I asked if that was a rhetorical question, or if she really wanted to know the answer. She didn't understand my question, so I just began singing along with her. I wish you could have heard our harmonies, they were beautiful. We really made some sweet music that day.

We finally came to our final destination, where we had to say our goodbyes. I am not sure what country Paula is from, but I think they say goodbye differently than we do. She reached over the back of my seat, put me in a sleeper hold and kissed my face. This wasn't just any kiss, this was a wet kiss, that lasted a few seconds. Stunned by her affection toward me, I was speechless. All I could do was say, "okay, see you later."

Scott being a great guy, got out of the car and opened Paula's door for her. A great gentlemen needs his reward, so Paula went in for the kill. She wrapped her arms tightly around Scott's neck, and planted a wet on on Scott's left ear. I was a little disappointed that she missed the lips, but that had to suffice.

I am not sure what will happen with Brandon or Paula, but I know that something happened to both Scott and I that day. Not only did we get kissed by an intoxicated woman that we had never met, we were able to see God's love for his creation in the midst of brokenness and pain. I know that I too am broken and intoxicated with sin at times and in desperate need of Christ's forgiveness and restoration. My hope is that Paula and Brandon will enter into that forgiveness and be restored by the love of Jesus Christ.

--Submitted By Zach B.