Jesus

My walk with Jesus, has not been typical and I think that makes it important to share.  

I grew up at a time, when the church was less friendly toward anyone who was disabled. Churches were physically inaccessible and families were told (at least where I resided) that people "didn't want to see disabled at church." 

But Jesus, clearly didn't get the memo.   

We were all gifted little red pocket bibles, and we sat through stories we heard. And for some reason Jesus grabbed me and never let go. 

It wasn't the story of his salvation that grabbed me. In fact, I pretty much forgot that aspect of it.  It was more the thinking that this is how we should live and love people. 

I've continued that way my entire life. Regardless of whether I was in church or not. 

Jesus, loved first and healed second. 

Why are we so focused on excluding everyone when Jesus, focused on including everyone?

I can remember the first time a self identified Christian, also called me a Christian and I physically recoiled. It hit me in that moment, that word would never be for me. 

I am aware of what the translation means, and why it's used. But until it's a word that's not being used to hurt or harm others, it's a word, I choose not to identify with. 

I am a follower of Jesus. 

I am a disciple. 

I am not a Christian.