Come close. As uncomfortable as I am with intimacy of this sort, come closer. No, closer still. I have a secret. The secret is that I am allergic to effing. Yes, effing. Effing has always made me uncomfortable. My eyes and nose become red, itchy, and runny. Effing makes me feel weak, especially if I’m looking up from the bottom. Too many bad memories of us replay in my mind when effing. And, being a Christian doesn’t help because as the world knows, effing is sometimes an even dirtier word to us Christians.
Here’s the problem with me and effing.