I’ve been trying to save myself all my life: Jesus, alcohol, sex, adultery, drugs, cigarettes, cynicism…all of them have been part of a campaign to realize salvation in my own life. I’ve believed the story of my own fallenness and marveled at my ability to fuck up nearly everything while holding on to evangelical and fundamentalist notions of sin and salvation. They all try to perfect the human condition, but they do so by promising something that can’t be realized–holiness–or something that is ridiculous–imputed righteousness. Dubus plays the role of prophet in revealing the impossibility of holiness and the ethical telos of imputed righteousness (libertinism or self-righteousness) while granting permission for all of us to be simply human. Salvation is recognizing our humanity, finding those who love us in spite of it, and loving others whatever the cost.
AMEN to that. Can I get a Hallelujah?