I believe we totally understand each other, and apparently you would probably be much more friendly and gregarious around homos than I would. I wouldn't probably be there if I knew, and that's a fact, and that won't change.
Now, I do caution you when talking about homo stuff to say that Jesus went to a bar. I know that scripture. We all do. And again, like so many other human interpretation, it seems to be a BAR. But in this context the enemy can now begin to spread through any lurkers that it was true, Jesus went to gay bars and hung out there in His time.
These statement of our Lord's perfect life are very dangerous when throw out there. Was it really a bar, come to think of it? Why do we all assume it was a bar, and that HE was drinking. But this is taught a little by inunendo, isn't it, now that I think about it.
And we don't KNOW it was a bar. It might have been a place where working guys were eating sandwiches and drinking wine and sitting around on the ground. And our precious Lord like them, and knowing that Peter James and John had been wild blue-collar fishermen themselves, maybe Jesus saw more people like Peter James and John there. And probably so did Peter James and John. Maybe that's where a lot of the guys in the upper Room came from later.
It was just BENEATH the SOCIAL LEVEL of those vile game playing human-worshipped rabbis, who liked to stroll around in their costumes with long mournful spiritual looks on their faces, as if in intense prayer, I'm sure. Actually, the Godly sort is usually the one saying humorous things and has a big smile. That's the way I can spot them.
The pharisees were first of all disgusting snobs and elitist.
The fed on the adulation of other men, and that's probably why they instinctively hated the Lord. I'm sure He interacted with them with strained politeness, looking them right in their devious eyes. I can almost see it in my mind. I do not think we should make these judgments that he was sitting with known pedophiles and such enjoying their wonderful companionship. And as for Mary, I don't think they were as disgusted that she was touching Him, they were upset she was wasting expensive oil they felt should have been taken in as an offering to the church. Things haven't changed much on that. I'll re-read that too. But I don't think they were blasting Him for allowing Mary to touch Him. It seemed to have been more about the waste of the oil Correct me if I'm wrong.
It is even more devious and sinister when you realize that seems to be very close to the time these same men had all agreed they should arrange to turn Jesus over as a blasphemer to the Romans, punishable by death. How that must have sickened that priestly official to see all that expensive oil going on condemned feet. When it could have gone to the temple for private use.
actuallyI'll look up where Jesus went. I have always assumed it was a bar. For all I know, THERE WERE NO BARS IN ISREAL AT THAT TIME. I believe that was only England almost 1000 years later. But we'll see. It's good to look up. I've heard too much myself about Jesus in bars. NOW IT WILL BE SPREAD IT WAS A GAY BAR AND BECOME KNOWN FACT.
We must be more careful on this twisted mind gathering place than any stock thread.
It is very good that in the Kingdom there are those with much more tolerance for the things which are wrong, and even for the things that are totally twisted and horrible. Perhaps this is God's way of giving everyone on earth a chance. I know that I personally had a best friend in the whole world who through a prison ministry finally got
directed to the source of horror on earth himself, Charles Manson.
She ended up visiting this mutation of humanity, and once was so involved in his soul that she yelled, "Well, you just wait, when Charlies' in Heaven he's going to be your brother and you'll have to love him then."
I replied, "Thank goodness it's going to be a big place."
It ruined our fellowship for two years. Now, we never never discuss it and I would never bring this horrible misguided "ministry" back up for remembrance. And she's still one of my closest friends, more like a sister. But she was wrong about him, and ever word about it was like talking about bugs crawling in your food or something. God just was not in it. Her human desire might have gotten in there to -- to be the reason the worst satanist known converted, I think, was perhaps lurking there somewhere. And he is also something of a charmer, I guess, although I nearly wretch thinking about standing next to the man. That was a very difficult time for me, as we used to sing heavenly melodies together during worship at church and I could find few people alive who loved God any more than she did. Now she's married and has an almost perfect life with a great guy, and those days are of course over. They don't even go to church as the drums drive them nuts too, and it's a good reason to stay home, I guess.
But, yes, even Charles has come my way directly as an object to "love". |
