Do me a favor, please. Call me the “B” word before you call me the “E” word, okay?
When a woman is strong and assertive, she is called a B. When a woman stands up to unfairness and discrimination, she is called a B. When a woman puts her foot down and says, “I’m not fooled by a fool,” she’s called a B.
Feel free to call me a B. Just, please, don’t call me an “E.”
God gifted me to say the tough things. If that makes me a B, so B-it. LOL. Get it? B-it. Sorry. That just came out of my typing fingers and I found it funny.
I don’t want to be called an Evangelical. I don’t care for them very much these days. I love it when the Moral Majority or Far Right or Evangelicals get a burr in their saddle and they decide to huddle together to prevent anyone from breaking into their finely-tuned routines and their sacred circles. I don’t want to be in the sacred circle. I don’t want to be part of someone’s routine. I am certainly not finely-tuned. I am sold out to His love. He loves everyone. He loves the B’s and He loves the E’s. The B’s just seem to have a more inclusive message. Plus, we have a lot more fun.
Problem is we weren’t commanded to shut people out of our sacred circles. We were commanded to reach out beyond our buildings. The Apostle Paul, one of the greatest missionaries of all time, said he was even willing to become what was needed to reach just one. Don’t take my word for it. You can read it for yourself, “Though I am free and belong to no one, I have made myself a slave to everyone, to win as many as possible. To the Jews I became like a Jew, to win the Jews. To those under the law I became like one under the law (though I myself am not under the law), so as to win those under the law. To those not having the law I became like one not having the law (though I am not free from God’s law but am under Christ’s law), so as to win those not having the law. To the weak I became weak, to win the weak. I have become all things to all people so that by all possible means I might save some. I do all this for the sake of the gospel, that I may share in its blessings.” 1 Corinthians 9:19-23
Kind of blows are sacred circles and finely-tuned routines out of the water, doesn’t it? Well, only if you plan on answering His call.
*The silly little picture “Shut my Mouth,” is something I crudely threw together instead of continuing the senseless debates on Facebook. This B is still working on controlling that tongue of hers. By the way, this drawing is certainly not copyrighted. Some will see it as “tasteless” while others will see it as “bold.”