Jesus at the gay bar poem
Jesus at the Gay Bar
Jesus at the Same-sex attracted Bar
By Jay Hulme
He&#;s here in the midst of it &#;
right at the centre of the dance floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to make it easy to spin.
At some point in the evening
a lad will touch the hem of His robe
and beg to be healed, plead to be
anything other than this;
and He will reach His arms out,
sweat-damp, and weary from dance.
He&#;ll cup this boy&#;s face in His hand and say,
my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.
About the Poem
I possess posted “Jesus at the Gay Bar” by Jay Hulme once before, but I really like the poem. Some won’t like it because it doesn’t rhyme, but I think it’s beautifully composed. Jay Hulme says he based the poem on Mark “drawing a parallel between the unnamed woman in the passage, and gay people &#; more particularly, the &#;boy&#; in the poem, a young LGBT man struggling with his queerness, and, it is suggested, struggling with how that reconciles with his faith….To grasp the parallel more clearly you first have to underst
Jesus at the Gay Bar
So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.
—Genesis
Jesus at the Gay Bar
By Jay Hulme
He’s here in the midst of it –
right at the centre of the dance floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to make it easy to spin.
At some point in the evening
a boy will touch the hem of His robe
and beg to be healed, beg to be
anything other than this;
and He will reach His arms out,
sweat-damped, and weary from dance.
He’ll cup the boy’s face in His hand
and say,
my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.
About the Poem
I saw this posted on Wilson Cruz’s Instagram (@wcruz73), and it just grabbed my heart and nearly brought tears to my eyes. It is such a lovely poem and a sentiment that we should all remember: “my beautiful kid / there is nothing in this heart of yours / that ever needs to be healed.” Genesis tells us, “So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and fem
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thinking of jesus at the gay bar again………
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a poem by Jay Hulme, titled Jesus at the Gay Bar
He’s here in the midst of it -
right at the centre of the dance floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to make it easy to spin.
At some signal in the evening
a boy will touch the hem of His robe
and beg to be healed, beg to be
anything other than this;
and He will reach His arms out, sweat-damp, and weary from dance.
He’ll cup this boy’s face in His hand and say,
my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.
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When Joan Osborne&#;s One of Us came out, these lines arrowed into my heart: What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us? Just a stranger on the bus, tryna make his way home? Those lines still sing their way through me all these years later. So much in this world needs healing. And so much doesn&#;t.
Jesus at the Queer Bar, by Jay Hulme
He’s here in the midst of it –
right at the centre of the dance floor,
robes hitched up to His knees
to build it easy to spin.
At some point in the evening
a boy will stroke the hem of His robe
and beg to be healed, beg to be
anything other than this;
and He will reach His arms out,
sweat-damped, and weary from dance.
He’ll cup the boy’s face in His hand
and say,
my beautiful child
there is nothing in this heart of yours
that ever needs to be healed.
Click here for more information about poet, performer, and educator Jay Hulme. Today&#;s poem is from