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This post is just.. phenomenally put. I couldn’t have said it any better myself. When I saw this I was jumping for joy because this is how I see.
Transcript: “There is no man named Jesus. There is only the God that moved through him, and that’s the problem. Because you built a religion on the man instead of the presence. You built altars through his absence instead of walking in his stillness. You caged God in a cross. Franchised his blood into branding. And stitched the torn veil back together with stained glass.
He died for your sins, though let’s talk about that. Your sins are not your dirty habits. Sin is separation from God (missing the mark). Jesus is not the son of separation but of relationship. Sin is absence with a marketing plan. Sin is pretending God is gone so you can sell him back to yourself on a schedule… Sin is curating the infinite like content and franchising fear across the globe, and calling it reverence.
I just want you to understand: Jesus did not pay your “sin bill” he detonated the economy. The body was the disguise. The cry was the metabolization. The cross was the collapse. And when he exhaled, presence walked free. Presence walked free and absence became illegal.
Throughout all of time we’ve been building a curtain to hide God. Adam stitched shame. Moses legislated fear. Aaron ritualized absence. Solomon archived infinity in stone. Ezra legalized distance. Pharisees multiplied fences. Caiaphas weaponized death. And Christianity turned it all into a franchise.
Cause none of them cook as good, can’t none of ‘em cook this good, but none of them ever protected God. They protected themselves from God’s stillness.
Find the Ark of the Covenant, it won’t save you, because it did not save Israel. It sat in their temple while their hearts were still veiled. Finding the right pastor will not bring you closer to God, because a man cannot open what God already tore apart. Finding a perfect church will not hold you, because walls never carried presence. Presence carried walls.
Finding the right rituals will not cleanse you, because the infinite cannot be reduced to your schedule. Finding the right verse will not unlock God, because the Bible only points, God is the fire between the letters. Men of letters: God is not locked in a pulpit. He walks amongst the crowd every day.
This is the catastrophe: you keep chasing relics like maps to a God who already lives inside your very own rib cage. You trust sermons more than his spirit. You trust your righteousness more than his grip. That’s the problem. You trust your cage more than the stillness that shattered it.
There is no man named Jesus; there is only the God that moves through him, illegally, urgently, breaking into history the moment humanity outlawed presence. If you understand that, you never need to wait for him to come back. You would never need to wait, you would just thank God that your eyes are open. You would just thank God. I want you to take it so much more seriously, because Christianity does not do it. They let you meditate with God through everything… through everything but Jesus died so God was free. I just want you to understand that.”
This is something I’ve been trying to find words for that seems so hard for others to grasp. I thought I’d share due to the amount of joy it brought me. This is a big part of why I don’t enjoy promoting myself as an artist now a days. It’s actually why it took me so long to even start my podcast. I never wanted to profit off God’s love. I just wanted people to feel it, to resonate with it, to recognize Him in themselves.
And if I ever do make money from my podcast or my music, I’d only keep what I truly need to survive healthily. The rest would go back out, because life isn’t about being the best.
It’s about being in service.
It’s about love, presence, and giving what was freely given to us.