The Litmus Test Of Our Love For

Jesus Comes For Sinners, For Those Outcast...and Those Caught Up In Squalid Choices And Failed Dreams.

When Being Is Divorced From Doing, Pious Thoughts Become An Adequate Substitute For Washing Dirty Feet.

This Is The God Of The Gospel Of Grace. A God Who, Out Of Love For Us, Sent The Only Son He Ever Had Wrapped In Our Skin. He Learned How To Walk, Stumbled And Fell, Cried For His Milk, Sweated Blood In The Night, Was Lashed With A Whip And Showered With Spit, Was Fixed To A Cross, And Died Whispering Forgiveness On Us All.

Ragamuffins Are Simple, Direct And Honest. Their Speech Is Unaffected. They Are Slow To Claim, "god Told Me..." As They Make Their Way Through The World, They Bear Wordless, Prophetic Witness.

There Is The "you" That People See And Then There Is The "rest Of You". Take Some Time And Craft A Picture Of The "rest Of You." This Could Be A Drawing, In Words, Even A Song. Just Remember That The Chances Are Good It Will Be Full Of Paradox And Contradictions.