In his book, The Ragamuffin Gospel, Brennan Manning describes how Jesus didn’t come for the pretty, pious, powerful and pithy. But instead for the “bedraggled, beat-up and burnt out” ragamuffins who desperately need His grace, which fits the description of a displaced person such as me like a tailored suit.


In my life, I have attended churches, joined churches, become a member of churches and served in churches. And in most cases, I had a constant gnawing sensation I should apologize to those kind people for plunging myself among their number. I never felt I measured up. I was ordained for teaching pastor/elder as I had/have a genuine passion for the bible and the love of studying in-depth this love letter from God. And yet I still felt I didn’t measure up. I studied theology, I discussed theology, I debated theology, I even argued theology, and I also taught theology.

I taught theology with the endeavor of boiling down the terminology to everyday street language, useful as a fragrant powder to be sprinkled into the shoes, hats, pockets, and gloves for proper practical usage in the daily walk of life. I recognize those endeavors of the deep study of theology have value in knowing God – but not all of God. Nobody can own the whole corner on the truth of God while here on earth. Especially so if knowledge and understanding is not passed on to the flock for the sake of daily use.

Checking the heart of our mindset and purpose continuously is critical to our belief system.


But to continue, the feeling that I had finally found my niche never came. I have now come to the realization, years later that I have no “niche” here at ground level. For my only niche is in the Savior, Himself. And that’s the way He likes it.


The above isn’t to say I never experienced peace. For a relationship with the Savior provides an abundance of many excellent side benefits, including the peace found in friendship. Having said this isn’t to say a relationship with Jesus gives me nothing but peace. Only the departed who are now in His presence have that. However, the best I feel is when I’m alone with Christ allowing him to sift my mind for things of discussion between Him and me, withdrawn from other people. It seems that when I’m alone, the less alone I feel. Loneliness? Yes, I experience loneliness sometimes. It’s an inescapable part of the human condition common to all of humanity. But as a poet once said, “I’d rather be alone than with just anybody.” And the danger of “just anybody” is that it could mean the Devil disguised as an Angel of Light, unawares. A bit of hyperbole, but you get my drift.


I’ll leave you with a bible verse that carries a depth of its own:


Ecclesiastes 1:3-4 “What does man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun? Generations come, and generations go, but the earth remains forever.” (NIV)


Hmmm. So why do we so often want it all, and more of it, and our demanding way? That is a mindset sure to develop harder work with less profit and more failure, even if recognized not until the end of a lifetime, which is futility at its most bitter, in my opinion. No, I would rather have Jesus if you please. If Jesus gives us a heavy load to carry, He also gives us a hefty truck with which to haul it. Himself.


9 thoughts on “Ragamuffin”

  1. I can relate to so much of this. I am glad you are here, Geedubz, sharing what you have learned, how you see things, and what you feel, for you make a lot of people feel less alone in this world.

    It is always good to sit a spell in front of the fire and read a quick blip of WordPress, especially from the heart of a Christian sibling.

    Yes, indeed, I’d rather have Jesus than anything!

    “…Than to be the king of a vast domain
    And be held in sin’s dread sway
    I’d rather have Jesus than anything
    This world affords today.”

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  2. Well Friend, you sure put into words how I have felt for a long time, theology in shoes and all. I can feel the depth of your Love for our Lord (which is how theology fits into hats, gloves and worn shoes). Thank you. For Me,
    Peace sits at the table waiting for me to rest awhile and unbusy myself.

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    1. That is true peace, my friend. As He prepares the table for you to rest at.
      My peace is in knowing their’s no place else to go, no other place I would rather be than in His presence.

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      1. Oh so true. Another truth about myself, I find I am not enough. I can only manage to nibble at the banquet table and dribble some drink. But I can manage a toast to …Some day, when made wholly able to take it all in. Eternity awaits past it’s present shadows.
        Meanwhile , I still come and dine with Jesus . In the woods, at work , in the grocery line, In the still of morning and even sometimes in church

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