Are you FUCKING
kidding me?
In the name
of JESUS,
by Divine Guidance from
YOUR God,
in this fancy CHURCH
built with your
Bomb Building Money,
you are serious?
REALLY? I was a guilty participant.
In the Eighties,
when I was embedded
in Family Life,
which I Loved Loved Loved;
3 Amazing Kids,
and a Female Wife,
we were the Epitome
of a “Christian” Family.
Within THAT bubble,
within THAT Reality Show
that I no longer chose to star in,
we had it going ON!
Several events I remember
that I can’t believe
I stayed for:
First,
I can’t believe
I listened to a year
of debate
over what color
the goddamn pew cushions
would be
in the historic Sanctuary.
REALLY? Does God give a Goddamn?
Second,
Did the Chairman of The Elders
really ask me,
as a Deacon,
to not let
anyone dirty,
or not properly dressed,
into that same Sanctuary?
REALLY? Did I really keep them out?
Third,
Did Miss Jenny
really pay THAT big a price
for us not to seat anyone
in the Sanctuary
in her $eat?
REALLY? I loved Miss Jenny, but Seriously?
Lastly,
Christmas International House
(Temporary Holiday Housing
for International College Students
not able to go home to their Families)
was cancelled because
The Church Leadership
was scared that some
of the people
that we were ministering to
were BLACK,
or C0MMUNIST,
or NOT CHRISTIANS.
REALLY? I’m a Fucking Coward-Ass Idiot for staying as long as I did.
Stab my guilty heart
with a Goddamn Cross,
Pierce my fat head
with a Crown of Thorns.
I am sorry.
REALLY.
What I am really sorry for
is that I didn’t stay
and stand up,
and re-direct the conversation
towards openness,
and loving the unlovable.
I didn’t have the courage
to point MY ARROW
towards the Light
that was buried
deep inside.
Everybody has got to do
what they have to do
to make amends
to those they’ve wronged.
I am sorry.
“God Bless All
Who See Sister Louisa Art
and Feel The Power
of God’s True Love”
-from “her” biography.
Jesus listening to his Daddy.