This Incarnate Faith
-a good dad, ca. 1983 There are so many ways the men in my life embody the fatherhood of God. I have friends who are dads to teenagers and young adults and they are incredible at taking each of their kids seriously, seeing them for them. Not what they should be, could be, but just... Continue Reading →
The Mothers by Kathe Kollwitz, 1919 Another shooting. At this point which one am I even talking about - all of them. Of people in their places of worship. They keep coming, these incidents. And every life taken is an entire world. There was a shooting at a synagogue in California, and here... Continue Reading →
Here is my last prayer/poem for the season. It was a full few days of EASTER RESURRECTION PREACHING and then right off to Toronto for discussions on justice and the church which were full of lament and honesty and Jesus. And the exact right thing to be doing in Resurrection Time. Here is my Easter... Continue Reading →
Jesus of the tables You threw them up and over and in doing so you threw up and over all our ways of common sense And business as usual And status quo And “we thought we had to do it this way.” Jesus of the tables, You opened them ensuring there was a space... Continue Reading →
This prayer was written by a community builder, Agnes C., who nurses our city's most vulnerable, raises some incredible kids, and spends her spare time building and equipping communities of empathy - starting with the kids. You can find her work at Starling Kids where she lets people know ways to engage their kids... Continue Reading →
Lent is for paying attention. And getting quiet. And being honest about who we are, where we are, how we are and whose we are. This is a reflection that calls me there. My Life as a Prayer One day I just stopped. I stopped talking, requesting, asking, pleading, demanding, arguing. I stopped talking to... Continue Reading →
With even a teensy glance at the gospels (i.e. Mt 5,6,7), I see consistently that Jesus is zero percent interested in staying on the surface of life and staying in the realm of rule-following, and power wielding and outward shows of fidelity and 100% interested in going to the deep places that we often hide, or... Continue Reading →
Margaret Ackland, Last Supper, 1993 When I was 19, I realized that I probably would never get answers to some of my questions, at least not in the timing I was demanding. In some ways, so many of our faith traditions declare the answer is "There" and we are tasked with attaching our lives to... Continue Reading →
--for students, researchers, learners at the end of a semester - Jesus of the Stacks Jesus of all the true things Jesus of all the words. We study. Oh we know so much. We memorize. But we have forgotten how to question. In our ease, in our dis-ease, in our need to just Get... Continue Reading →
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