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“Inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these my brethren, You did it to me,” proclaimed the Master. Inasmuch as the body is one Tuning out the least among us Is an act of self sabotage. The mystery of many members in one body Precludes apathy- abominable ambivalence toward the elect. The epidemic of savage inequalities in the church is a glaring act of self-sabotage. To truly thrive is to transcend temporal tendencies– it’s measured in connection with the brethren. To prosper alone is alien to the gospel. In such a mundane state, shiftiness and perfidy abound. In an age of narcissism where tokenism thrives, The redeemed spin out of balance by taking their cue from the world. By minding the least of these, and by shunning an unholy, self-absorbed trend, We are spared the cataclysm foretold. There’s comfort in the unity of the faithful That other state is pure self-sabotage, added to the drudgery of life.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 10:02 PM UTC
The Least of These
“Inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these my brethren, You did it to me,” proclaimed the Master. Inasmuch as the body is one Tuning out the least among us Is an act of self sabotage. The mystery of many members in one body Precludes apathy- abominable ambivalence toward the elect. The epidemic of savage inequalities in the church is a glaring act of self-sabotage. To truly thrive is to transcend temporal tendencies– it’s measured in connection with the brethren. To prosper alone is alien to the gospel. In such a mundane state, shiftiness and perfidy abound. In an age of narcissism where tokenism thrives, The redeemed spin out of balance by taking their cue from the world. By minding the least of these, and by shunning an unholy, self-absorbed trend, We are spared the cataclysm foretold. There’s comfort in the unity of the faithful That other state is pure self-sabotage, added to the drudgery of life.
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F/Puerto Rico
Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 10:02 PM UTC
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