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Do not resist...

Do not resist... 

Jesus said,

You have heard that they were told, 

“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.” 

But what I tell you is this: 

Do not resist those who wrong you. 

If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn and offer him the other also. 

If anyone wants to sue you and takes your shirt, 

let him have your cloak as well. 

If someone in authority presses you into service for one mile, 

go with him two. 

Give to anyone who asks; 

and do not turn your back on anyone who wants to borrow.

Matthew 5.38-42 Revised New English Bible


This is the last but one of Jesus' 5 "antitheses" in the Sermon on the Mount where Jesus says, "They were told, but I say to you..."


A meditation...


It is outrageous.

Jesus, do you  really expect the abused just to not resist?

Jesus, do you really want the downtrodden to keep turning the other cheek?

Yeh, just give it all away...

Just walk that extra mile.

Yep, it's yours,

borrow... no probs.


Sorry, but after these 5 antitheses I'm getting a bit agitated. 

I can't do this, Jesus.


I might turn the other cheek sometimes, 

but no, I not encouraging the abused to just let it happen, 

or the poor to have everything taken from them.


What are you doing, Jesus? You said you'd fulfil the law

but you've not fulfilled the law... you've made it impossible to keep.


I can't do this, Jesus.

And you know that perfectly well....



So what are you up to saying all this?



......What do you think he's up to?













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