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He Is Risen. And So Is My Blood Pressure Watching Christians Misquote Scripture Again

“If Jesus didn’t need help rising from the dead, He definitely doesn’t need help judging His children.”

-This Puzzled Life

 Let the ancestors lean in. And the nonsense scatter like roaches when the kitchen light flips on. I’m clearing the air. Clearing my spirit. And clearing out anybody who came in here with judgmental energy, weaponized scripture, or a Facebook theology degree. Today we’re telling the truth with love, humor, and just enough Southern heat to make the devil fan himself.

Every year, Easter rolls around and suddenly half the conservative Christians in the South start acting like they’ve been personally hired by Jesus HR to conduct performance reviews on the entire population. They show up to church in pastel outfits so loud they could blind a deacon armed with judgment, casserole, and a Bible verse they skimmed once during Vacation Bible School in 1994.

Meanwhile, Jesus is over here like, “I rose from the dead to bring hope and liberation. Not to watch y’all turn my message into a neighborhood watch program for people who don’t look, love, or live like you.” But bless their hearts. They really believe Easter is about policing everyone else’s salvation. Like Jesus outsourced His job to a committee of pearl‑clutchers with Wi‑Fi.

Easter is supposed to be the celebration of renewal, liberation, and radical compassion. He was a man who literally washed feet. Fed strangers. And hung out with the outcasts. And provided a message of hope for the poor, the hungry, the immigrant, the traumatized, the eccentric, the ethnically diverse, and the folks society shoved to the margins.

Jesus was the original “bring everybody to the table” host. He didn’t ask for dress codes, doctrinal purity, or a background check. He said, “Come as you are.” And meant it. Not “Come as you are, unless Brenda doesn’t approve of your haircut.”

Somewhere along the way, though, a whole crowd of folks decided Jesus needed personal judges. A volunteer morality police. A neighborhood watch for rainbow flags. A holiness HOA. A spiritual TSA checkpoint. And they signed up like it was a Black Friday sale.

They twist His words like balloon animals. Weaponize scripture like it’s a Nerf gun. And act like Jesus is running a multi‑level marketing scheme where the top sellers get a crown and a parking spot in heaven. They weaponize His teachings against LGBTQIA+ folks, immigrants, people of color, the poor, or anyone who doesn’t fit their “approved” mold.

And then they have the audacity, the sheer sanctified audacity, to say they’re doing it “in Jesus’ name.” Jesus didn’t ask for helpers. He didn’t post a job listing for “Assistant Judge. An unpaid internship where you must hate fun.” If anything, he said the opposite such as, “Sit down. Be humble. Love people. And stop acting like you’re the CEO of Heaven’s HR department.”

Let’s talk about the rainbow for a second. Conservative Christians love to act like the rainbow was stolen, borrowed, or misused by queer folks. Jesus made the rainbow. The gays just accessorized it better. And queer folks are honoring the original design with more creativity, joy, and community than the people who claim ownership of it. If Jesus didn’t want the rainbow to be a symbol of diversity, unity, and hope, he wouldn’t have made it look like the world’s happiest flag.

Jesus was pro‑poor, pro‑immigrant, pro‑outcast, pro‑community, pro‑healing, pro‑inclusion, and pro‑“stop being hateful and go feed somebody.” He was the original DEI ( Diversity, Equity, Inclusion) department. Long before corporate America slapped it on a PowerPoint slide. He didn’t need a committee. He didn’t need a board vote. He didn’t need a church newsletter. He just did the work.

Christians love to toss around the phrase “hate the sin, love the sinner” like it fell straight out of Jesus’ mouth and onto a Hobby Lobby wall sign. But it did not. That line is nowhere in the Bible. Not in Genesis. Not in Psalms. Not in Leviticus. And not even hidden in the fine print of Revelation. The idea is loosely connected to Christian teachings. Sure. The actual phrase traces back to St. Augustine of Hippo in 424 AD. And it didn’t get its modern glow‑up until Mahatma Gandhi repeated a version of it centuries later. So, if folks want to use it, fine. But let’s stop pretending it’s scripture when it’s clearly not. As one source puts it, the exact phrase simply isn’t in the Bible (Catholic.com, 2026). In other words, quit assigning Jesus quotes he never said. Especially when they’re being used as a permission slip for judgment.

This Easter, let’s remember what actually happened. A brown, Middle‑Eastern, homeless, anti‑authoritarian healer rose from the dead to liberate humanity. Not to give conservative Christians a seasonal excuse to cosplay as Heaven’s security guards. Easter is about resurrection. Not regulation. Liberation. Not legislation. Compassion. Not condemnation.

If Jesus wanted personal judges, he would’ve hired them. Instead, he told everybody to love their neighbor and mind their business. Let’s celebrate Easter the way Jesus intended. With open arms, hearts, tables, and absolutely no volunteer applications for Assistant Judge of the Universe. He’s got that job covered. And the rainbow says the gays are doing just fine. Thanks for reading! Stay spiritually focus instead of judgmental.

Affirmation: I walk in the kind of love, compassion, and radical inclusion Jesus actually taught. Not the edited, fear‑based version some folks try to pass off as scripture.

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The Episcopalian Who Out‑Christianed the Christians: A Mississippi Testimony

“Real Christianity isn’t loud. It’s loving. And sometimes the holiest thing you can do is tell the powerful to stop hurting people.”

-This Puzzled Life

 Light the charcoal. Let it sizzle like it’s overheard one too many “I’m not racist, but-” conversations at a Mississippi church potluck. Today, we’re talking about a real Christian. Not the “I love Jesus but hate all his friends” variety we keep tripping over like abandoned folding chairs after a revival. We’re talking about Episcopal Bishop Mariann Edgar Budde. A woman who doesn’t just quote Jesus. She actually acts like she’s met Him. And down here in the Deep South where some folks treat cruelty like it’s a spiritual gift and Trump like he’s the fourth member of the Trinity. That alone makes her a miracle.

When this current administration kicked off, conservative Christians across Mississippi were out here praising every act of political meanness like it was a new hymn added to the Baptist hymnal. Meanwhile, Bishop Budde, an Episcopalian with more backbone than a whole deacon board, stepped forward and said, “Sir, this cruelty is not of Christ.”

She didn’t whisper it. She didn’t hint at it. She didn’t hide behind “thoughts and prayers” like some folks do when they’re scared of losing tithe money. She pleaded. She begged. She called for mercy. Not for herself. But for the people who always get hit first and hardest. The black communities, brown communities, LGBTQ+ folks, immigrants, and anyone the powerful find convenient to step on.

While some pastors were busy auditioning to be Trump’s spiritual hype squad. Bishop Budde was out here saying, “Jesus didn’t die for y’all to act like this.” And she said it with the calm, steady authority of a woman who has held too many grieving families to ever confuse political power with moral truth.

Let me tell you something Mississippi already knows but refuses to admit. If Jesus came back tomorrow, half these conservative churches would call the police on Him before they offered Him a casserole. But Bishop Budde? She’d hand Him the pulpit and say, “Tell them what love really looks like.”

She doesn’t preach the Gospel like it’s a weapon. She preaches it like it’s a lifeline. Because it is. She doesn’t cherry‑pick scripture like she’s making a fruit salad. She doesn’t confuse judgment with holiness. She doesn’t treat marginalized people like theological inconveniences. She practices the radical hospitality Jesus modeled. Not the selective hospitality some folks down here prefer.

And that’s why her receiving the Trailblazer Award for Empowerment & Excellence at the 2026 Women of Impact Summit wasn’t just deserved. It was overdue. She didn’t win because she’s loud. She won because she’s consistent. She won because she’s courageous. She won because she’s Christ‑like in a world where that’s become rare enough to be newsworthy.

If conservative Christians in the Deep South ever paused their praise‑break for political cruelty long enough to listen, Bishop Budde could teach them a thing or two. Like Christianity is not a sport where you score points by judging strangers. That mercy is not weakness. That compassion is not political. That loving your neighbor doesn’t come with a footnote. That Jesus didn’t ask for campaign volunteers. He asked for disciples. But learning requires humility. And humility is in shorter supply around here than snow days.

So, here’s to Bishop Mariann Budde. The woman who stood up when others sat down. Who spoke truth when others swallowed it. And who practiced the Gospel while others weaponized it. While some folks were busy turning Christianity into a political fan club. She was out here reminding the world that love is the only theology Jesus ever graded. And if Mississippi ever wants to see what true Christianity looks like, it doesn’t need another rally. Another sermon about “family values,” or another yard sign. It just needs to look at Bishop Budde. A trailblazer. A truth‑teller. And living proof that the Gospel still has a pulse. Amen. Pass the cornbread. And somebody tell the deacons to sit down. The real Christians are speaking. Thanks for reading! What are your thoughts about the Bishop?

Affirmation: I stand firm in my truth. Rooted in compassion. Unbothered by cruelty. And guided by a love that refuses to shrink for anyone.

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The Passion Of Jesus

The man from Nazareth he would tread everywhere,

With dust upon his feet.

He made the lame to walk again.

And restored sight to the blind so they could see.

 

He also fed them all with only two fish and five loaves.

The people came from near and far and turned out in droves. 

He also preached among the crowds and turned water into wine.

“Turn the other cheek,” he would say, “Be compassionate and be kind.”

He cast out demons. Healed the sick and even raised the dead.

But he would be beaten and bloody, wearing a crown of thorns on his tender head.

 

On the hill called “Golgotha” where he carried his cross, this “perfect” man did no wrong.

The soldiers nailed his hands and feet. And now it wouldn’t be long. 

Jesus said, “Please forgive them father for they know not what they do.”

Some know me only as a religious man. And I’ve told them exactly who.”

 

Above him “King of the Jews” was written on a sign,

They mocked him. And They spat on him. Were they out of their mind?

“You’re killing the Son of God!” I shouted. Though only watching on a screen.

And then I watched as Jesus cried out, “Father, why have you forsaken me?!”

 

“I’m carrying out this task, only for the sake of Love.” 

“The only reason I stay confined to this cross, was granted to you from above.”

Jesus said, “Into thy hands I commend my spirit. And into my kingdom I will go.”

“To prepare a place with mansions. And where streets are paved with gold.”

 

“Glory and honor to thee. Because people will hear and have seen.” 

God said, “You’re, my one and only son.  And, in you, I am well pleased!”

His battered body was taken down after he drew his final breath.

In a tomb, he would go for three days to take a little rest.

 

On the third day the father would say, “Arise My Son My Love!”

 And Jesus stood up and defeated death. Bringing a message of nothing but love.

The disciples were frightened seeing Jesus after he arose.

“Don’t be afraid,” he said to them, “because I told you it was so.”

Jesus said, “Go speak of this news and you will now become fishers of men.”

“I have broken the chains of sin not only for you but also for them.”

 

On “Calvary’s Cross” he gave his life so that we can be made new.

And this has given hope to the “lost” for me and for you.

The Prince of Peace and Salvation comes bringing only light and life,

To a dying world of sin and shame, which is made up of chaos and strife.

King Jesus will return some day. And the dead in Christ shall rise.

He will gather us for eternity, located far beyond the skies.

When he opens the “Book of Life” and checks for every name.

I know that he’ll even have mine and for you he can do the same.

For in my heart, he dwells with me for each and every breath.

And I will not perish but have everlasting life even at the time of death.

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