
Check out my tees HERE. I’m growing my inventory all the time. I have a Bonhoeffer design, Barth, Gandhi, as well as some other interesting ones. And check out my art HERE and HERE.
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Check out my tees HERE. I’m growing my inventory all the time. I have a Bonhoeffer design, Barth, Gandhi, as well as some other interesting ones. And check out my art HERE and HERE.
Contributions to nakedpastor are greatly appreciated.
Oooooh … reminds me of a comment by Martha Beck, who with some others was accused by her then-fellow Mormons of being ” ‘ravening wolves among the flocks’. I kind of like the wolf analogy myself. After all, wolves are cooperative social beings who control the population, baby sit each other’s puppies and develop life long friendships. I decided I vastly preferred being a wolf to being a Woman Who Runs with the Sheep.”
And what happens to sheep in the long run is the same thing that happens to cows. Better to be slandered than slaughted …
So, the first thing that caught my eye in this cartoon was the sign–it wasn’t perfectly even. The top side on the left is lower than the right. If the “butcher” cut the sign himself, he isn’t so great with a cutting tool. So, a butcher who can’t cut straight? Who wouldn’t run from that?
The second thing that caught my eye was the steer second from the left. All the other cattle seem to have pupils focused on where they are running, but this one’s pupil seems to be staring right me. This makes the picture more frightening, because I am sucked into the frenzy. Should I run, too?
So, I sit here asking myself: Who the heck wants to get sliced up/ground up? Yet, isn’t that what God asks of us? To be willing to sacrifice? To become the sacrifice? Is it stupid to go willingly to the butcher and say slice me up? Is it smarter to run, tire yourself out, and end up at the mercy of the butcher anyway?
Or am I completely missing the point, David? Who is the butcher? Who are the herd? Now I’m hungry for a nice, juicy steak…
ttm: you got it. to go against the flow means sacrifice.
Must be why they call it cowHIDE
I’m a vegan, which means I choose to go against the flow of the majority of the rest of society that accepts the inhumane treatment of animals. I find it very odd that at the dinner table I’m seen as the ‘weird’ one and the ‘difficult’ one, and that people judge me because I think justice and peace and kindness come before my taste buds and ‘the easy life’.
It’s hard going against the tide; you can feel incredibly disempowered at times. But, as my mum said to me a couple of days ago, Jesus never said it was going to be easy.
Yes, any choice to be different than the status quo requires some courage.
That is definitely worth a thousand words or so.
Also some insightful and humourous comments! I didn’t even notice the 2nd cow from the left…