Mat: 44 “The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field. "

I have many Christian gay friends... smart, cunning, intellectual, well educated and rich. They have achieved the pinnacle of success and fame. They are too good for me.

I am a simple person, quiet, sensitive, and gentle. The gentle breeze, the quiet sounds and the hush of the presence of God speaks to me.

I walked passed by, a roaming and ragged beggar in the shopping centre next to my home. Gave him some money and he said thankyou. I smiled in return.

The roaming beggar was a regular at the shopping centre avoided by many. For he was roaming around, physically touching people whilst asking for money to the annoyance of many. Hence, I am not sure he had collected much. But I guess he wanted to feel connected and loved.

But I am not much better am I?

I saw a picture. I was a harlot in the dark alley of life standing on the street availing myself to men, offering myself for love and they offering themselves to me.

I was naked, seeking meaning, love and wholeness.

Then Jesus came in the dark alley, and He offered Himself to me, and He was waiting for me to offer myself to Him.

There is nothing wrong with being a harlot ... at any one time we are being seduced by many fancies - by shopping,  entertainment, intellectual faith intercourses. Our boyfriends seek us and we seek them.

Even religious faith can takes us away from Jesus.

Yet Jesus Christ seeks us even as our hearts and minds are wandering.

Can we see Jesus in the bible, hidden in the OT but revealed in the NT, the thread of Grace and truth, the highway to heaven.

Jesus death and resurrection was no myth neither was the bible. The creation and the redemption story true, and one day raptured back to the bright lights of heaven.

But surely this is vanity unless Jesus walks by us.

Jesus walked by the dark alley, smiled at me, the prostitute.

 He comes not to buy me again for He had already bought me with a great price, His life,  but He comes to enter into my life, for this is Love.

He came to me not once, but many times in the dark alley, He kissed and embraced me.

The parade of men and suitors passed by. Choose me Jesus whispered into my ear. Everyday is a choice.

Jesus, He called me by name, and I in-turn called Him by name. He wanted to know me, and I to know Him just as Adam knew Eve. He wants to enter in and be part of everything I do.

Our Calling and ministries are all vanity and vanities, for what is more important is to wake up in the morning and have a cup of coffee with Jesus.

Jesus, can you be one of my boyfriends? I asked. He smiled in return.