Oh-h-h-h. Hillary fit the Battle of Fundico. Fundico. Fundico. Hillary fit the Battle of Fundico. And the walls come a tumblin’ down. Get a load of this article that was just published in The Washington Post:
Should we be surprised by this? Well, a little I guess—but not too much. All we really have to do is return to the words of Jesus in his very own publicly delivered mission statement:
Jesus returned to Galilee in the power of the Spirit, and news about him spread through the whole countryside. He was teaching in their synagogues, and everyone praised him. He went to Nazareth, where he had been brought up, and on the Sabbath day he went into the synagogue, as was his custom. He stood up to read, and the scroll of the prophet Isaiah was handed to him. Unrolling it, he found the place where it is written:
The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
because he has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
and recovery of sight for the blind,
to set the oppressed free,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.
Then he rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the attendant, and sat down. The eyes of everyone in the synagogue were fastened on him. He began by saying to them. Today this scripture is fulfilled in your hearing.
But Jesus of Nazareth is never satisfied with just saying. He expects his will to be done on Earth as it is in Heaven. The Christian faith is about believing—and the translation of that believing into doing. The Holy Spirit may now be moving within the ranks of young Christian fundamentalist and conservative evangelical women.
Listen up all you fundie preachers across America. You know who you are—standing there with that huge belly and wearing that pastel-plum J.C. Penney jacket, matching pants, white belt, white shoes, and that stupid-looking, local-TV-news-anchor haircut leftover from the 1970s. You cannot continue oppressing 54 percent of the people in your churches when Jesus came to free them. Resistance is futile.