Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Blessed Are The Promiscuous?
I was reading a story in Kathleen Norris' book, Amazing Grace: A Vocabulary of Faith (1998, Riverhead Books, NY, NY.) and one story in particular caught my attention. It was story of a woman.
She lived in a small town, but was a big time drunk, and had earned the unsavory label of "cocaine whore". Her self-esteem was so fragile, that not only did she sleep with anyone who'd give her drink or drug, she'd sleep with anyone who gave her attention.
Like many ragamuffins, she came to the end of herself. The end of yourself is always a blessed place. This is where we meet God. We've decreased by choice, even if the choice is that our bad choices have stripped us of all save God. We come empty.
She sobered up, joined AA and even went to church. Of course, she was not well-received, but the pastor and his wife were loving. And so was Jesus. Like a good 12 stepper, she kept coming back.
Soon she was a church member, volunteering and signing up for, well, for everything. She went to every Bible study. She worked at every project. She tasted the love of Jesus, and in it, found everything she needed.
Norris writes, "Salvation took such hold in her that, as the pastor put it, he began to wonder if Christians don't underrate promiscuity. Because she was still a promiscuous person, still loving without discrimination."
Isn't that grand? Can you imagine? Loving without discrimination? Big, juicy loving that drives you to the end of the road to find those others-- crack ho's, drunks, manic depressives, freaks--all promiscous people, giving themselves away, looking for love, looking for Jesus, but not knowing it.
Blessed are the promiscuous, for once redeemed, they shall love extravagantly, shamelessly, and indiscriminately. They shall love, just like Jesus did. (Claudia 1:1)
"Therefore, I say to you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little. Then he said to her, "Your sins are forgiven." (Luke 7:47,48).
Thank you, Jesus.
In big, juicy love,
Posted by ragamuffin diva at 10:22 PM