RT @Pontifex: No one is so poor they cannot give what they have, but first and foremost, who they are.(or whatever) 1 week ago
RT @Ntl_Homeless: The effect that structural racism has had on heightened levels of poverty extends to the perception of who should receive…(or whatever) 1 week ago
A Desperate Kind of Faithful
Look at the feet. A broken bottle of incense lies on the floor. She lies there weeping and kissing the Son of God. She mops her tears with her hair. Some think its disgusting. His money man is sickened by the waste. The Son of God says "When you're forgiven much you love much." This humiliating, messy, desperate attempt at kindness is my kind of story. It illustrates the only kind of faith that fits me.