7.2.2023 - Paint your Churches White and Red, We’ll Provide the Blue

7.2.2023
Paint your Churches White and Red, We’ll Provide the Blue

The outer stucco of missions used to be whitewashed as much as possible.
God needs a clean and respectful home after all.
Inside we spread white cloths on our altars,
Red sashes draped on a cross made from old railroad ties,
Pews and pulpit courtesy of a great-grand woodworker.
Never forget your elders and ancestors.
Funny, there is nothing funny about Texas, God, and Ancestry.
God blessed Texas so we can bless the hearts of others,
As long as they are mirror images of ourselves.
Immigrants are off the table,
Got to verify that citizenship and mileage factors,
In determining who counts as a neighbor we love,
And who we will gladly roast on a wall as an outsider.
So much hate in God's house.
Hate the queers, it says so once or twice,
Hate other races, after all, wasn’t Jesus white?
He is colored as snow in all the pictures,
He practically glows benevolently above us.
Radioactive Body of Christ,
Poisoning more and more each year.
So bring in your politics,
Shelter your denials and rejections.
Paint this structure red and white.
Blue is provided in the darkness of your hearts,
Those shadows so black they reflect oily blue like spilled oil,
The upturned ventricles of hardened bitterness.