I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Monday, April 9, 2018
near the surface
“…if Jesus said “I was hungry and you fed me,”
then Christ’s presence is not embodied in those who feed the
hungry
(as important as that work is),
but Christ’s presence is in the hungry being fed
Nadia
Bolz-Weber
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We tend it get it ass backwards
Most of the time
Some how we think God is most with
The rich
The powerful
The beautiful
Ah those lucky people
Blessed by God
How often do we say it
“God just blessed me”
True, that
True
But perhaps God is most present
Most “near the surface”
In those who are not encumbered
With the riches of the world
Those whose bodies are thin from hunger
Those whose clothes are thin from wear
Those who eyes are empty with despair
Those whose hearts are broken
In the emptiness of poverty
And oppression
There is the room
Room for Jesus to dwell
The openness
For Jesus to shine through
See that person
That one over there
The one you would shame?
The one you would call a lazy moocher?
The one you would expel?
The one, perhaps, you would shoot?
That one
Is Jesus
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