The stone throwers get no say. They do not get to step in between another human being and Jesus. They are allowed no delivering of condemnation, no administering of justice, no bringing of another to repentance. They are dismissed by Jesus.
He alone gets to tell the woman to ‘go and leave’. He alone gets to do that today, too. God speaks individually to people’s hearts. His Spirit convicts. What words He chooses to speak is not our business. Using this story as a guide, we only get to receive and to obey the direct command, to drop our stones and leave.
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You get no say…Reader.
You get no say. I don’t even know why you come round here. Why you click on over to Grace Notes…to make yourself feel better? To confirm your own goodness and righteousness? To affirm your own cowardly choice to abandon decades of relationship…over gender crimes that exist no where but in the legal system you have fabricated in collusion with your flesh and your pride?
At least you were honest…when you said to me that you would be sure to let every person you encountered in on the fact that you disapproved of me, my choices, my course of action, and I am sure you have the evidence of Job’s Comforters to bolster your grip on the throne of judgment you clambered up on and plopped down.
Here is some feedback: your words, your whispers, and your decided complete lack of loving action are having an effect…you are winning, and I think that soon I will just fade away into the black and trouble no one no more.
Way to go. Way to not sully yourself. Way to keep your garments clean…you know, the ones you cleaned in the first place with the towering, staggering vibrations of your oh so righteous deeds. And me, just emblematic of how you treat anyone that is different than you in anyway.
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Constance…I am sorry about the words to Reader…Reader is addicted to Religion, and my friend John is a good emetic for the religious if they will but quaff those draughts. I am overcome right now, with the relentless tide of othering, diminishing communication from everything around me that I am no longer of significance or worth…to family, friends, or strangers…arguments not withstanding, arguments by people who stand to lose something that I what…do?…am?
I don’t know…I am just so tired