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The Beauty Of The Ragamuffin Gospel Lies In The Insight It Offers Into Jesus: The Essential Tenderness Of His Heart, His Way Of Looking At The World, His Mode Of Relating To You And Me. 'if You Really Want To Understand A Man, Don't Just Listen To What He Says, But Watch What He Does.

The Outstretched Arms Of Jesus Exclude No One, Not The Drunk In The Doorway, The Panhandler On The Street, Gays And Lesbians In Their Isolation, The Most Selfish And Ungrateful In Their Cocoons, The Most Unjust Of Employers And The Most Overweening Of Snobs. The Love Of Christ Embraces All Without Exception.

Christianity Doesn’t Deny The Reality Of Suffering And Evil… Our Hope… Is Not Based On The Idea That We Are Going To Be Free Of Pain And Suffering. Rather, It Is Based On The Conviction That We Will Triumph Over Suffering.

Our Huffing And Puffing To Impress God, Our Scrambling For Brownie Points, Our Thrashing About Trying To Fix Ourselves While Hiding Our Pettiness And Wallowing In Guilt Are Nauseating To God And Are A Flat Denial Of The Gospel Of Grace.

Our Hearts Of Stone Become Hearts Of Flesh When We Learn Where The Outcast Weeps.