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Monday, April 14, 2014

Homeless Jesus Statue

I have found the Homeless Jesus statue that's been in the news lately to be an incredibly powerful work of art. For one thing, this is a statue of a God who is needs help. Some people find that very disturbing, but I find it liberating. A God who asks for my help is a God who acknowledges my position as a grownup, an independent agent capable of providing help. It's not a God who sees me as a helpless child or a hopeless sinner. At the same time it resonates with me because of my position as an adoptee. In that respect I am the outsider who needs help. How will others treat me? What are your thoughts on the work?

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