#queer saint

[psalmsfordeedra]

Saint Sebastian

By Jim Wise

It’s easy to forget how radical those early believers were. They stopped looking for an invisible God up in the sky and found him in a person instead. No wonder they were hunted down and killed. After all, God must remain in Heaven and out of our business and leave the running of the world to his appointed priests. Right?

Even though they hate us for the heretics we are, I think Queers know the meaning of Christ better than anyone.

After all, we stopped bowing down and looking up a long time ago. We have been worshiping God in the the bodies of people our whole tribal life. Strangers, friends, partners, God is in the flesh of all our lovers and our devotion has been pure.

But if you find God in the bodies of human beings instead of up in the sky where a God belongs, if you worship God by worshipping the life-stained skin of those human beings, if your Eucharist leaves the taste of salt and sweat instead of bland bread on your tongue, if your devotion to God is best done away from the pomp of temple crowds, you’re likely to find yourself on the wrong side of an angry religious mob, shot full of arrows and loved only by God

[djohnhopper]

READING: Queer Saint: the Cultured Life of Peter Watson by Adrian Clark and Jeremy Dronfield.

About a third of the way through this book, and I'll do a review on it when I've finished. Didn't know anything about Peter Watson before this book, so glad I now do.

[braintrash83]