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+------The First Supper; Matthew's (Tax Collector) Thoughts While Having Dinner With Jesus
Blessed the persevering
hands plowing, that scattered
the seed, feet, perhaps
misshapen, scabrous,
of slaves. Treading the
grapes of mercy, fruit
clement, libations of the
goddess Eleos usually left for me
by Greeks for whom I delayed
coin collection. But after all these
years now this –Wine By Candle-
mirth of being regarded human,
my first taste of communal smiling
forever denied me- lamb,
singing, raised goblets of souls
teetering on inebriation. Laughter.
So this is what it feels like
…to be loved.
-----Matthew 9:9-13
As Jesus went on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at the tax collector’s booth. “Follow me,” he told him, and Matthew got up and followed him. While Jesus was having dinner at Matthew’s house, many tax collectors and sinners came and ate with him and his disciples. When the Pharisees saw this, they asked his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?” On hearing this, Jesus said, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”
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