Bernie, AOC, and the Sacred Art of Raising Hell (for the Right Reasons)

Look, I’m not saying Bernie Sanders is Jesus. I’m just saying if Jesus came back tomorrow, he might crash Bernie’s “Fighting Oligarchy” tour and hand out loaves, fishes, and Medicare cards. And honestly? Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez would be organizing the volunteers and live-tweeting it like a boss.

This ain’t about hero worship. It’s about calling out the mess we’re in – and daring to believe we can fix it.

See, what Bernie and AOC are doing? That’s not politics-as-usual. That’s good, old-fashioned, table-flippin’, widow-defending, power-poking truth-telling. That’s gospel work, y’all.

You already know the drill. A handful of billionaires are playing Monopoly with our democracy, and we’re out here trying to figure out if we can afford both eggs and insulin this month. Wall Street is doing the electric slide while Main Street is holding bake sales to pay medical bills.

And we’re supposed to just “pray about it”?

Nuh-uh. Faith without action is just spiritual gaslighting.

Jesus Wasn’t Killed for Being “Nice”

Progressive Christianity has spent way too long playing nice in the face of systemic evil. Meanwhile, the empire keeps building bigger barns – and evicting the poor to make room.

Let me say this real slow-like: Jesus didn’t get crucified for holding hands and singing soft acoustic choruses. He got gotten because he messed with the money, questioned the power, and told the truth even when it made the ruling class sweat bullets.

Sound familiar?

That’s why when Bernie’s yelling about taxing the rich and AOC is schooling Congress in her Bronx boots, I lean in. Not because they’re saviors (they're not), but because they’re loud, bold, and not afraid to make the rich and powerful squirm.

And you know what? That’s holy work.

Love Ain’t Soft – It’s a Wrecking Ball with a Conscience

When we say “Love wins,” we don’t mean some cute sticker you slap on your bumper while the world burns. We mean Love that shows up at the protest. Love that votes like people’s lives depend on it. Love that organizes food drives and petitions the city council.

Love that doesn’t just hug the hurting – it goes toe-to-toe with whatever’s doing the hurting. As Archbishop Tutu would say, it goes upstream and figures out who throwing folks in the river.

If your Jesus is silent while the rich exploit the poor, you might wanna check your source material.

Get In the Way (On Purpose)

John Lewis called it “good trouble.” The kind of trouble that unsettles the status quo just enough to make space for justice to breathe.

That’s your invitation, right there.

You don’t have to run for Congress or launch a revolution (unless you want to, in which case, holler at me). But you canshow up. Speak up. Stir the pot when the stew’s full of injustice.

Get loud about fair wages, healthcare, and education that doesn’t bankrupt people. Flip a table or two when the empire gets too comfortable.

Because here’s the holy heresy of it all:

Sometimes the most Christ-like thing you can do…
is raise a little hell for heaven’s sake.

So grab your boots, your courage, and your sass.

The oligarchs ain’t gonna fall on their own.

And if anybody asks why you’re causing a fuss, just smile sweetly and say,

“Bless your heart. I’m just followin’ Jesus.”