“Hey Pastor Christy… How the Heck Do You Justify Being a Pastor and a Pornstar?”

Well, isn’t that the million-dollar question?

I get it all the time — usually with a raised eyebrow, a nervous giggle, or someone clutching their Bible like I’m about to pole-dance on the pulpit.

So let’s talk about it.

First, let’s clear something up: I don’t justify sin — I glorify grace. Big difference. See, religion says, “Clean yourself up before you come to God.” Grace says, “Come to Me, and I’ll clean you from the inside out.” (John 15:3).

I know the optics are wild — “Pastor Christy: preaching by day, filming by night.” Sounds like the world’s strangest superhero movie. But the truth is, what shocks people most about me says more about their theology than mine. Because grace isn’t just for the choir girls and Bible-study leaders — it’s for every human who has ever messed up, fallen short, or Googled something they had to later repent for.

Romans 3:23 says, “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”

Let me repeat that: all. Not some. Not just the “bad” ones. Everyone. That includes the pastor, the pornstar, the gossiping church lady, and the guy who cut you off in traffic five minutes ago.

The church world loves to categorize sin like it’s a menu at Cheesecake Factory — “small sin,” “big sin,” “extra sauce of shame.” But James 2:10 says, “Whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles at just one point is guilty of breaking all of it.” Translation: whether you’re lying, lusting, or losing your temper, you’re in the same boat. Congratulations — we’re all on Team “Needs Jesus.”

Now, before someone says, “So you’re saying sin doesn’t matter?” No, darling. Sin matters. But grace matters more. Romans 5:20 says, “Where sin increased, grace abounded much more.” The louder your sin, the louder God’s grace shouts over it.

I don’t stand on a soapbox and tell everyone to go make the same choices I did. I’m not promoting porn — I’m promoting the Person who loved me through it. The One who sat beside the woman caught in adultery and said, “Neither do I condemn you.” (John 8:11). Notice, He didn’t wag a finger. He extended a hand. Grace always comes before change.

When I first started walking with Jesus again, I asked, “Lord, how can You love me when I’m still a mess?” And I felt Him whisper back, “That’s the only kind I work with.”

Religion says, “Behave and you’ll belong.”

Grace says, “You already belong — now let’s walk this out together.”

See, Jesus didn’t come for perfect people; He came for real ones. He dined with tax collectors, befriended prostitutes, and chose fishermen who cussed like sailors. That’s my kind of crowd. If He wanted flawless folks, He would’ve hired angels, not disciples.

And let’s be honest — some of the most judgmental people I’ve met could give adult film stars a run for their money in the sin department. The only difference is, mine’s on camera and theirs is on Facebook.

Grace doesn’t make you want to sin more — it makes you fall in love with the One who forgave you. Romans 6:14 says, “For sin shall not have dominion over you, for you are not under law but under grace.” When you know how deeply you’re loved, sin loses its grip. You don’t obey because you’re scared of punishment; you obey because you’re overwhelmed by love.

So how do I justify being a pastor and a pornstar? I don’t — I magnify the Savior who justified me.

At the end of the day, my life is a walking sermon titled “You’re Never Too Far Gone.” I’m living proof that God’s grace doesn’t just rescue people from dark places — sometimes He sends His light into them. And maybe, just maybe, that’s what He’s doing through me.

I may not fit the Sunday-morning mold, but Jesus never asked us to be cookie-cutter Christians. He asked us to be conduits of His grace.

So, to the one who’s shocked, confused, or even offended by me — it’s okay. You don’t have to understand my calling. Just know that the same grace that covers me covers you too.

And to the one reading this who feels too dirty, too broken, or too far gone — remember: grace runs faster than guilt. Always has. Always will.

Because at the cross, Jesus didn’t say, “It is almost finished.”

He said, “It is finished.” (John 19:30).

And that means your shame, your sin, your past, and yes — even your porn history — all paid in full.

So call me Pastor Christy, call me a walking paradox, call me whatever you want —

I’ll just keep calling myself forgiven.

And if you have questions about faith, theology, or just navigating life as a Christian in a crazy world, I’d love to hear from you.

📬 Email me at: info@funnyChristy.com

Subject line: Question for Pastor Christy

And as always — whether you love me or love to hate me, you’re still my Lover.

And Jesus loves you — unconditionally — and so do I. 💖