(and yes, the possessive of Jesus is Jesus', not Jesus's. Ask Lynne Truss.)
Why is it that even when I'm getting out of the shower and preparing myself for the day that I still can't turn off my mind?
Today's ruminations while brushing my sopping-wet hair: did Jesus mean to send the message that all Christians should be white, middle-class parents who are faithful consumers flying American flags while mommy is cooking and daddy is out earning a respectable living so that his male children will learn from his example and his daughters will learn why it's true that males are superior to females because, well, they have penises?
Okay, maybe I fell into the hyperbolic temptation. It's sometimes easy to confuse around 33 A.D. with 2012.
But seriously. I can't help but be mesmerized by Santorum's rhetoric in this presidential campaign season.
I think if we look in more detail at Jesus' words, by imploring us to embrace the prostitute and tax collector, by seeing Him when we see them, I think he's rather suggesting that there will ALWAYS be those who differ from "us." And he didn't necessarily mean that everyone needed to become clones or be shunned. Show love and acceptance while preaching that message. Don't judge just because, pardon the cliche, you don't see cookie-cutter copies.
Of course this also implies that I shouldn't be judging them either. It cuts both ways, which is why Jesus was 1) such a genius at rhetoric, and 2) so darn difficult to follow!
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