For Sinners, Christ Came

Rags for Riches

As Jesus passed on from there, he saw a man called Matthew sitting at the tax booth, and he said to him, “Follow me.” And he rose and followed him. 10 And as Jesus reclined at table in the house, behold, many tax collectors and sinners came and were reclining with Jesus and his disciples.11 And when the Pharisees saw this, they said to his disciples,“Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?”12 But when he heard it, he said, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.13 Go and learn what this means, ‘I desire mercy, and not sacrifice.’ For I came not to call the righteous, but sinners.” – Matthew 9v9-13

In this passage we catch Jesus doing Jesus-y things per usual. There’s that Jewish Rabbi breaking all historical, culural, and societal norms and boundaries again…

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Why, As a Christian, I Do Not Hold to “Traditional Marriage” — Joshua Jenkins

For quite a while my inner being has cringed during the times I hear Christians use the term “traditional marriage.” However, I have not been able to put my finger exactly on why, since I am a Christian who holds to the rich history of the reformation, and the sufficiency of Scripture. But lately, as […]

via Why, As a Christian, I Do Not Hold to “Traditional Marriage” — Joshua Jenkins

Slander

Remember when I think of you

that squeaking wood roller coaster-

head jerked side to side,

up and down a joke.

 

Spread smooth notes of apparent positivity

when we converse-

Our voices sing together  in conversation,

until you are called away.

 

When your back turns, you re-merge with

the clique of girls with long, shiny hair and

matching rose lip gloss,  fading tone of

your rapid voice as I turn away.

 

What I confided echoes back,

you twisted this crowbar,

tuning it to your laughter.

vibrations travel through school halls.

 

Still in my foolishness,

when we speak,

i somehow hope my trust will

delicately chain me to you.

 

Art of Talking for an introvert

Don’t mind parties,

ignore the gnawing insecurities

that wrap themselves around your abdomen,

so you have to cross your arms to stand straight.

No, that group across the room is not laughing

at your shirt

clothes you donned thinking this would be more

casual.

The coach in your head

claps hands together once,

states,

“Don’t talk about yourself

or your passions-

they might think you are weird.

Stick to questions,

so the burden of the conversation is on them;

weather, career, the food here,

these things are  stable

platforms

to balance on with confidence you

don’t actually possess.