Jesus at the gay bar poem

It Is What It Is. — thinking of jesus at the gay lock again………

thinking of jesus at the queer bar again………

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a poem by Jay Hulme, titled Jesus at the Gay Bar

He's here in the midst of it -
right at the centre of the dance floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to make it easy to spin.

At some point in the evening
a lad will touch the hem of His robe
and beg to be healed, implore to be
anything other than this;

and He will reach His arms out, sweat-damp, and weary from dance.
He'll cup this boy's face in His hand and say,

my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.

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Jesus at the Gay Bar, by Jay Hulme

He’s here in the midst of it –
right at the centre of the gyrate floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to make it easy to spin.

At some point in the evening
a boy will touch the hem of His robe
and plead to be healed, beg to be
anything other than this;

and He will reach His arms out,
sweat-damped, and weary from dance.
He’ll cup the boy’s face in His hand
and say,

my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.

Click here for more information about poet, performer, and educator Jay Hulme. Today’s poem is from his collection The Backwater Sermon, published by Canterbury Press in October

Jesus at the Gay Bar

So God created male in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.

—Genesis 1:27

Jesus at the Gay Bar
By Jay Hulme

He’s here in the midst of it –
right at the centre of the twirl floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to make it effortless to spin.

At some point in the evening
a boy will touch the hem of His robe
and beg to be healed, beg to be
anything other than this;

and He will reach His arms out,
sweat-damped, and weary from dance.
He’ll cup the boy’s encounter in His hand
and say,

my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.

About the Poem

I saw this posted on Wilson Cruz’s Instagram (@wcruz73), and it just grabbed my heart and nearly brought tears to my eyes. It is such a beautiful poem and a sentiment that we should all remember: “my gorgeous child / there is nothing in this heart of yours / that ever needs to be healed.” Genesis 1:27 tells us, “So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.” It does not state God created gentleman in the image of other men or what oth

This blogpost is based on a talk shared by Danielle Wilson (she/her), the pastor of Inclusive Gathering Birmingham this past Sunday. You can watch the talk in full here, or read it below – whatever works for you!

We’re starting today with this story about Jesus from the Gospel of Identify 5:25-34:
²⁵A woman in the crowd had suffered for twelve years with steady bleeding. ²⁶She had suffered a great deal from many doctors, and over the years she had spent everything she had to pay them, but she had gotten no superior. In fact, she had gotten worse. ²⁷She had heard about Jesus, so she came up behind him through the crowd and touched his robe. ²⁸For she thought to herself, “If I can just tap his robe, I will be healed.” ²⁹Immediately the bleeding stopped, and she could feel in her body that she had been healed of her terrible condition.
³⁰Jesus realized at once that healing power had gone out from him, so he turned around in the crowd and asked, “Who touched my robe?”
³¹His disciples said to him, “Look at this crowd pressing around you. How can you ask, ‘Who touched me?’”
³²But he kept on looking around to see who ha