Jesus Loves YOU! but I am still in Sweden

Some of you know that I have been doing a series of Twitter/Facebook/Wordpress updates that begin with the statement Jesus Loves You! and then then ends with an additional statement adding some texture, light or confusion to the original statement. If you are a Facebook friend, you can see the many comments that get generated by these statements. In about two weeks I will post them all here as a single blog entry.

Many of the statements have double or even triple meanings, some quite obscure, others painfully obvious. They serve as commentaries about church, Christian history, pop culture and personal reflection. Everyone has their favorite. A friend told me last night that his personal favorite so far is: Jesus Loves You! Take Note exchange of body fluids may apply. Another popular one is Jesus Loves you! But he adores Madonna.

One of the recent ones that I put up that got lots of attention is

Jesus Loves You! Now in new rainbow flavors!

As I prepare for my last day in Stockholm, (which will include worship at the Quaker Meeting House and lunch with a bunch of young trans/queer activists) I am thinking about my latest installment of Jesus Loves You! I think I know which one I will choose today from the many I have compiled in my notebook. (oh, the many I will never post!)

As I have been privileged to be in many lovely homes, well cared for, well fed, I suddenly remember my trip to Malta last year and my dear brother Mario (aka Vashti) and his work among asylum seekers who brave the waters to leave various countries in Africa to in hopes of refuge in Europe (one in five survive the journey). Many of these end up in detention centers and halfway houses waiting waiting waiting.

Mario took me to one of these halfway houses where we had lunch and met with some of the men there (they often are segregated by sex). Mario explained that there is so much need, and how there are people in Malta who visit these asylum seekers and walk among them to communicate that in spite of all of the political and social opposition leveled against these Africans seeking home and refuge, there are people who know that they are there. People care and are trying to do something to help. You are not alone. You are not forgotten.

Which reminds me,

Jesus Loves You! I hear he is sick and in prison.

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  1. GreenEyedLilo on June 7, 2009 at 12:18 pm Reply

    Last night I b&c’d because of how a hockey game went and a race was going. Thank you for the bracing dose of perspective–I really needed it. I’m not at all surprised that your brother is as thoughtful, loving, and well-traveled as you are.

    Your updates are interesting, but I can’t help thinking of the “Jesus loves you, but I’m his favorite” magnet that I secretly slapped onto an aunt’s refrigerator once after she got unbearably self-righteous. I’m not kind enough to be a Toscano. 🙂

  2. Sue on June 7, 2009 at 1:00 pm Reply

    Jesus loves you! but I hear he is sick and in prison.

    This is my favourite, Peterson, so moving.

    This “Jesus loves you” series reminds me of a T shirt slogan I once saw in the States. It was ,

    “Jesus loves me, but he hates all you f*ckers!”

    This could be worn, with no sense of irony, by some conservatives I’ve met! Hope you weren’t thinking of including this in your series Peterson?
    Hugs.

    Sue

  3. The Muser on June 8, 2009 at 7:53 pm Reply

    Love that last Jesus love you statement!

  4. Mark on June 13, 2009 at 5:08 am Reply

    There’s a thread in the Dead Horses forum at SoF, the genesis of which was your performance in Bradford. Have you seen it?

  5. Sue on June 14, 2009 at 1:10 pm Reply

    HI Peterson,

    When you’ve finished your , “Jesus loves you ” series, could you post a list of them all together somewhere , pleeease…

    🙂

    Sue

  6. p2son on June 14, 2009 at 4:25 pm Reply

    Sue, will do! I have about a week or two to go before I have completed the series, then I will post them all up in one blog post. 🙂

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