Post by clansmanchris on Mar 29, 2013 14:22:52 GMT -5
Hip! Hip! Hooray!
The sun has come out to play!
He kissed all the boys as they played with their toys
Which scared all the girls, including my good friends and trans-girls Adrianne, Jane and Jess, away!
Oh, sorry folks, I thought you meant the sun
That occasionally makes an appearance through the dark clouds above,
Not Jesus Christ, Son of God, who is neither rocker nor mod
Whom one remembers, particularly at this time of year, as on Calvary’s Cross He showed His love.
So what would I say or do if Jesus, the Son of God, came out?
Quite frankly, I’d wonder, in the first instance what all the fuss was about!
He did, after all, surround himself for the most part with a company of twelve men
And perhaps, at the risk of sounding somewhat blasphemous to some,
That rather most endearing of fag-hags, aka Mary Magdalene!
You see, dear friends, for a gay Christian man like me,
I would be rather pleased if Christ declared himself to be L, G, B or T!
It would certainly help rid some in the Church of their place
To deny access or membership to those whom they clam to love, yet hypocritically afford
Precious little time or space, in open defiance of the teaching of their all-embracing Lord!
Hip! Hip! Hooray!
The sun has come out to play!
He kissed all the boys as they played with their toys
Only this time he chose to be inclusive
And neither misogynistic nor exclusive,
As he invited the girls, and folks from socio-economic backgrounds and races, to stay!
I think I’m with you now, as I mean Christ Jesus, the Son of God, and also the sun in the sky
Both of whom prompt one and all to cheer one another,
With the love, warmth and joy they both bring,
And cause man to cherish that as much as he would: a long-lost sister or brother,
Not forgetting of course, most important of all, that Jesus Christ is both Lord and King!
The sun has come out to play!
He kissed all the boys as they played with their toys
Which scared all the girls, including my good friends and trans-girls Adrianne, Jane and Jess, away!
Oh, sorry folks, I thought you meant the sun
That occasionally makes an appearance through the dark clouds above,
Not Jesus Christ, Son of God, who is neither rocker nor mod
Whom one remembers, particularly at this time of year, as on Calvary’s Cross He showed His love.
So what would I say or do if Jesus, the Son of God, came out?
Quite frankly, I’d wonder, in the first instance what all the fuss was about!
He did, after all, surround himself for the most part with a company of twelve men
And perhaps, at the risk of sounding somewhat blasphemous to some,
That rather most endearing of fag-hags, aka Mary Magdalene!
You see, dear friends, for a gay Christian man like me,
I would be rather pleased if Christ declared himself to be L, G, B or T!
It would certainly help rid some in the Church of their place
To deny access or membership to those whom they clam to love, yet hypocritically afford
Precious little time or space, in open defiance of the teaching of their all-embracing Lord!
Hip! Hip! Hooray!
The sun has come out to play!
He kissed all the boys as they played with their toys
Only this time he chose to be inclusive
And neither misogynistic nor exclusive,
As he invited the girls, and folks from socio-economic backgrounds and races, to stay!
I think I’m with you now, as I mean Christ Jesus, the Son of God, and also the sun in the sky
Both of whom prompt one and all to cheer one another,
With the love, warmth and joy they both bring,
And cause man to cherish that as much as he would: a long-lost sister or brother,
Not forgetting of course, most important of all, that Jesus Christ is both Lord and King!