Blessed are the Outcasts

As we wrap up this week thinking about ministry on the margins and head into looking at the Beatitudes this Sunday, this seems like the perfect poem to connect the two. It’s by a trans Christian performance poet. Sit with this and see what the Spirit might bring up for you.

Blessed are the Outcasts
Jay Hulme

Blessed are the outcasts;
the ostracised, the outsiders.

Blessed are the scared;
the scarred, the silent.

Blessed are the broken;
for they are not broken.

Blessed are the hated;
for they are not worthy of hate.

Blessed are those who try;
those who transform, who transition.

Blessed are the closeted;
God sees you shine anyway.

Blessed are the queers;
who love creation enough to live the truth of it,
despite a world that tells them they cannot.

And blessed are those
who believe themselves unworthy of blessing;
what inconceivable wonders you hold.