I believe there are two kinds of Jesus in today’s world:

First, the one that is taught and creates a subculture that excludes people who are different.

Second, the one who walks in the red zone of a city, who visits a bar with their friends, who sits among gay and lesbians listening to their stories, who works with the undocumented immigrant for minimum wages, suffering deplorable conditions and the constant rejection and racial comments of the local community. Continue reading Lenten reflection by Miguel Carpizo: my kind of Jesus →