Is he handsome? With piercing blue eyes? With shoulder length blond hair? White? This is Trump's Jesus.
In Sunday's Gospel Reading, the most definitely nondescript, most probably brown-eyed, and Galilean Jesus compares himself to a hen, and calls Herod a fox. Now, this hen is calling us to follow him. This hen is also calling the rich--which includes Trump, Musk, Bezos, and their ilk--to sell everything they have, to give the proceeds to the poor, and to follow him.
Now, this hen is a prophet, like John the Baptist, Elijah, Jeremiah, Huldah, Anna, Amos, and Miriam, who speaks for God: The God who always takes the side of orphans, widows, and refugees.
Foxes want hens dead. Then and now. Herod wanted to kill Jesus. But this particular hen was not afraid of this particular fox. He had a mission to complete. And it was waiting for completion in Jerusalem.
Close your eyes again. Imagine Jesus. Not your Personal Lord and Savior. Nor Trump's.
But Jesus, the Prophet: Jesus who is risen among today's hens--mothers, sisters, daughters, relatives, and allies--fighting for justice for their kin extra-judicially killed in the War on Drugs; Jesus who is one hen among many hens--undeterred by death threats from foxes--rising up and "gathering their brood under their wings."
*There are hens who do not fear foxes. MS365 copilot generated image.
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