Jesus Didn't Do Fractions

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The pharisee's were kind of mathematicians, they liked dealing fractions. Remember how they gave Jesus a hard time, always point their bony fingers, and mumbling to their friends, " look at the kind of people he's hanging out with ", bums, drunks, poor, oppressed, sick, thieves. Jesus was saying, " Well, I just can't help it." God just has a sentimental attachment for his people, whether you like it or not, God loves em and it seems to me they are precious to him.

And this from Eugene Peterson's, The Message, Colossians...
He was supreme in the beginning and—leading the resurrection parade—he is supreme in the end. From beginning to end he's there, towering far above everything, everyone. So spacious is he, so roomy, that everything of God finds its proper place in him without crowding. Not only that, but all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe—people and things, animals and atoms—get properly fixed and fit together in vibrant harmonies, all because of his death, his blood that poured down from the cross.

In Jesus, in his Kingdom there are no fractions...he is consumed with the whole, every last speck, every tiny broken fragment. His redemptive passion and imagination is to see it whole, on earth as in heaven.

(This is from Ron Cole: faith unleashed...running wild.  See the whole post there.)
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