Our church wants what is best for you—I believe that—but often it doesn’t know how to help its women walk through the story about ourselves that we receive from all angles, because its most overarching story about women is itself based in shame. I fear that, if you ever need consolation from the church in the form of empowerment, you may not find it.
When we create our gods in our own image and then put them up for sale, we lose the gracious reality of being creatures, the beautiful truth that we human beings are closer to the soil than to the heavens. We also lose what I might humbly posit as the spiritual genius of Christianity: that the transcendent and irreducible mystery of the divine nevertheless inhabits fleshy, human existence, joining us here in the soil.
Systems of white supremacy have distorted our ability to make sense of reality and even threatened our ability survive as a species. King often said that humans needed to either “learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools,” and current events seem to prove his point, ranging from the climate crisis to the ever present threat of nuclear or biological warfare to the potential collapse of democratic societies across the world.
“Hallelujah my world is caving in”1 I sit in classrooms waiting for my soul to be affirmed To finally feel like I belong within these walls But instead I feel dejected Cast out, set aside, and pushed away with the warm welcome and kindness of professors with the avoidance of topics that would be “tooContinue reading “Hallelujah, My World Is Caving In”
I refuse to sit in this tomb any longer; the stone is chafing my legs which need to run like a unicorn into springtime fields breathing in the rainbows of every blossom there where lovemaking never stops and new life is always being resurrected from the death of last year’s flowers. They say we hadContinue reading “The Tomb”
And Can It Be? is a hymn of astonishment. In light of his powerful religious experience in May 1738, Charles Wesley wrote this hymn from the perspective of someone who is utterly bewildered by the power of God’s love and the shocking events of the Crucifixion. Wesley’s reaction to this is demonstrated in the first two verses.