Why are we so diligent in trying to make people comfortable with us?

Why are we almost groomed from birth to go along, and not make waves?

Hey, don’t get me wrong, I am just as guilty of this as everyone else, maybe even more so.

You see, I spent my formative years as a Mormon, and grew up in Utah.

And if anyone who has ever met a Mormon, they will tell you that above all else, they are amicable and polite.

No threats to be had there.

My dad used to describe Mormons like this, ” they were so damned polite and accommodating, they wouldn’t say shit if they had a mouth full of the stuff.”

Good home spun Montana/Michigan wisdom for you..

But really, why do we do it?

Jesus never asked us to be this way, as a matter of fact he seemed to make all the people that we go out of our way to please, extremely uncomfortable.

The authorities of his time, religious and otherwise were extremely uncomfortable in his mere presence.

And the people that we go out of our way to avoid, and couldn’t give a rats butt if we offend (The gays, prostitutes, homeless, sick, outcasts, et al) were the very same people Jesus would travel half way across town to hang out with.

If Jesus were here today for the first time, he would make some mighty important people very uncomfortable.

With all this redistribution of wealth,(If your brother asks for your shirt give him your coat too) Jesus would be labeled a heretic.

He would be out in the thick of things, not screaming “Repent for I am at hand!” but rather loving and caring, and opening his arms to our modern day lepers, take your pick on the theological ailment they suffer from.

Jesus loves Gays, straights, black, white, short or fat he doesn’t care.

I am brought to mind another Montana colloquialism, “8 to 80, blind cripple or crazy” doesn’t matter Jesus is gonna love them all.

And I think you had better too.

Because, he is gonna come back.

And somewhere in that dusty book that you rarely do more than skim he mentions that as you have done to the least of these, so you have done to him.

And when he comes back and finds that you have been beating up on these people with the bible in your left hand as you half assed beckon for them to come see your Lord with the other, he is gonna be PISSED!!

And so, for all of you haters out there, who would rather scream and yell than get to know your neighbor no matter how they differ from you I say, “Repent, for Jesus is coming back!”

And for all you preachy, religiosity filled, half hearted lukewarm loving Christians in the room, I pray that I make you uncomfortable..

Real uncomfortable..



Written by James Berman

Who is James, or rather who was James and who is James becoming? This is a question that I am attempting to answer myself, and I guess I have been trying to answer for as long as I can recall. I, am Chronically Broken, and yet perfectly arranged. Does that make any sense to you? I guess what I am trying to get at is that although I am altogether similar to who I was and always have been, I am strangely dissimilar from anyone I have ever known myself to be. Much like the roads in New Orleans, the city that has become my home I am constantly under construction. And that is the reason for this site, to chronicle this rebirth, this renewal. To speak to those who are in desperate need of some renovation of all the amazing potential and possibilities.

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