Dear person that googled "porn" and got me.

Wait, wait, wait, please don’t leave.

The other day I had to prepare a page of my site traffic in order to prove to some potential publishers that I am wicked super awesome. I am not, but that was the exercise. And when I was looking at my site traffic I noticed that since I started this site a few weeks ago, 194 visits had come from people that had searched for the word “porn.”

First, let me say that searching for porn and landing on this site must suck. Honestly, if I had searched for that (which I have before) and landed on a site that specialized in comparing GI Joe characters to the Bible, I would have left instantly. And you did. The average visit by someone looking for porn is 7 seconds long.

But have you stopped to think about how crazy it is that you landed here?

When you search the phrase “porn” in Google, you get 252,000,000 results. There are a quarter billion web pages you can land on, so how did you get to mine? I guess we could say it’s coincidence or that maybe you already looked at the other 251,999,999 other pages and mine was the last available. But you probably already know what I’m going to say – maybe it was God. God is weird and wild like that and I think He loves getting people to end up in different places than they expected. But let’s not talk about God right now.

Let’s not talk about the church or Christianity. The only thing I want you to know is that you are not alone. (That sentence sounded a little like a hallmark card but you know what you I meant.) Porn tries to isolate you. Our society still fails to really admit it’s a problem. When people get caught in it they’ll claim alcoholism or drug addiction or a million other issues before admitting something sexual. And a DUI is just something celebrities do on the weekend. The famous have made rehab a common idea that holds far less shame these days. But porn is still a dragon of sorts.

I don’t know where you are. You might be in the middle of medicating as fast and as furious as you can. You might be swearing off it for the millionth time, white knuckling away the temptation, trying to be perfect and earn back whatever it is that you’ve lost. You might be realizing that’s impossible and that you deserve a break and need to relax. You might be starting the circle all over again in the middle of medicating as fast and as furious …

If porn could carry a knife, it would stab you. It’s a jerk like that. But if you ever need any resources or just want to bounce some ideas around about what’s going on, let me know.

Sorry this visit was so weird. Chances are, it’s only going to get weirder if God’s trying to let you know how much He loves you.

Jon