Pole dancing for Jesus.

Every now and then something comes along that leaves me shaking my head at the level of shenaneganery (yes I made up that word – actually one of my sisters did) that finds its way to the news, and subsequently, the internet. I want everybody to be fit AND I have nothing against getting closer to God, but there is something side eye worthy to me about this. What’s next? Strippin’ for Jesus? I don’t think I’m ready.