Jesus doesn’t give a damn

Jesus doesn’t give a damn whether I attend church at the church building or on my back patio virtually. He doesn’t give a damn whether my men’s small group meets in the spare room at church or via Zoom chat.

The world’s first Zoom chat

Although the letter to the Hebrews says, “Let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do,” they didn’t have Zoom or Instagram live back in the day. The rest of the verse says “encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near.”

If today doesn’t feel a little apocalyptic to you, then you’re either in denial or have an amazing emotional constitution.

Zuul said to choose the form of the destructor. Someone had to think of Pablo Picasso’s golf ball.

Let us encourage one another, especially now.

I won’t claim to have a stellar relationship with the Almighty. For me, more often than not, an all-loving God, the God of the parable of the prodigal son, seems more like an appealing theory than an absolute presence in my life. (If that makes me a substandard Christian, then so be it.)

Return of the Prodigal Son, my favorite painting

As it happens, I’m no stranger to despression and some loneliness. I know what it’s like to stew in your own thoughts until medium challenges seem huge and the big ones seem like harbingers of doom.

Having experienced that, it’s like God has tasked me with helping others see around those feelings, or at least see past them.

If you believe then you believe the trite old saw that God has a plan. The we are each, as Psalm 139 says, fearfully and wonderfully made. We have a purpose.

Mandatory Morgan Freeman reference

As a Christian, I’m not entirely sure what my purpose is. I just do my best (sometimes) and hope he’s pleased. I sure as hell don’t know what your purpose is.

I don’t know how God has chosen to manifest himself to you. I don’t know whether he’s pleased or feels hurt because you’re distanced from him.

I don’t have the tools for that.

I just know what it’s like to feel alone and hopeless, which seems like it might be fairly common right now.

So I’m doing that I can, in some small way, to help with that. This post is part of that effort.

I think Jesus gives a damn about that.

And I hope–actually, I pray–that something unexpected happens to make you feel warm and special inside today. I pray that you feel, if only for a second, deep and powerful love.

About Chris Hamilton

Chris Hamilton is a writer trying to make the next step, to go from pretty good to freaking outstanding. He's devoting himself to doing the work and immersing himself in writery pursuit. He also hasn't quite mastered this whole Powerball thing, and still has a pesky addiction to food, clothing, and shelter, so he has to work, too. Blech. View all posts by Chris Hamilton

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