Christ, Caitlyn, Zacchaeus & the Kardashians


Screen Shot 2015-06-02 at 10.31.56 PMZacchaeus was a very little man ,
and a very little man was he.
He climbed up in a sycamore tree
For the Lord he wanted to see.
And when the Savior passed that way

He looked up in the tree.
And said, ‘Zacchaeus, you come down!
For I’m going to your house today!
For I’m going to your house today!’
Zacchaeus was a very little man,

But a happy man was he,
For he had seen the Lord that day
And a happy man was he;
And a very happy man was he.”
Mattie Wood

When I was a little kid, our minister’s wife wrote a song, for which she received no credit. It was about the story of of Zacchaeus, who was the Roman tax collector for the Jericho region, there in Judea.  Jewish, he was hated, scorned, and considered the worst of the worst, a traitor.  Roman tax collectors were allowed to set their own rates, as long as Rome received a certain percentage of the cut.  If Rome wanted a dollar, a tax collector in the provinces could collect two dollars, and keep half.  The problem was the fact that they charged much more than that. With Zacchaeus, while we don’t know the exact amount he was charging, let’s just say he was not charging two bucks, but five.  Rome received it’s share of the cut.  He made himself wealthy.  Because of this, he was hated.

He wanted to see Jesus of Nazareth.  Unfortunately, because of a physical defect, his height, the only way he could see and hear the teacher was to climb a tree.  Jesus looked up into the tree and told him to climb down from the tree.  He was going to have dinner at the man’s house that day. This enraged the religious types. How dare the man say he was a religious leader, to discuss things he was not authorized to discuss, and then hang out with that abomination.

Unfortunately, I came across a godly article written by a godly christian woman. Bruce Jenner Is Not A Hero | Illuminating Truth  (I am using a do not link URL).  Evidently, because we are not as good a Christian as this woman is, we’re don’t understand that Caitlyn Jenner is a horrific sinner.  I hate to mention this, but we all are.

This brings us to the godly, religious class.  They have almost perverted what Christianity is, ruining the faith of tens of thousands of people in the process.  Christianity is about bringing sinners to salvation.  It is about John 3:16.  It isn’t about how holy one is, or how self-righteous, or what one wears, one’s gender, marital status, or race.  It is about one simple thing.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

It’s that simple.

Recently, I was castigated because I dared to sarcastically state that there were those on the religious right who would think it was far more acceptable for Josh Duggar to be a pedophile, than for him to be gay.  I took my hits, but thanks to the great courage of a very beautiful woman, unfortunately, I have basically been proven correct.  Mike Huckabee has made a fool of himself, defending the Duggar family, and being nasty about the sinfulness of transgender.

We have all sinned.  I don’t understand how gender reassignment or transgender is a sin, but maybe I’m not all that bright.  My version of Christ is about love.

If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.

Knowing the way Jesus of Nazareth liked to party, and enjoyed having a good time, I suspect if he were here, on earth, he would have no problem keeping up with the Kardashians, and might just thumb his nose at those godly religious types who are only interested in their own agenda.

FYI:  Once upon a time I grew hybrid roses.  The one shown is an American Beauty.