I believe that God, present in this world, informs many human beings in diverse ways. I do not hold on to notions that God only speaks through the Christian voice. I give thanks for the myriad operating systems and spheres in which people operate, that gives life to the reality that the divine is present and active in this world which we inhabit. Continue reading
Planting anything feels like you have faith and hope that something will grow. It is an act that occurs despite the violence and sadness of the crucifix; it is a peaceful act by both Mary and Jesus; it brings hope that something larger, more beautiful will carry on. It is a mother’s hope for the legacy of her children. Continue reading
Nesting within a religion can provide a secure foothold and the firm hand of authority along the journey; yet, ultimately, the seeker must always be prepared to move on. Continue reading
The promised land of new light and wonder can only unfold if I do not hold onto many aspects that have been guiding and informing my choices up until now. Continue reading
This past week I had an engaging conversation with my two daughters, about the nature of Jesus, Christianity in relation to other world religions, and human discovery. In the course of the conversation, one daughter remarked, “What about when human beings encounter alien species? Who will Jesus be to them?” Continue reading
“…in the midst of blooming diversity across campus, I am often confronted by the question of how to be wholly Christian while wholly engaged in respectful dialogue with others. I suspect it is a question as ancient as our faith.” Continue reading
I hold a position of authority, respect and influence. It is held in the name of others: spouse, children, friends, bishop, parish, colleagues, community. No matter what symbols may be present in my life and ministry, I must breathe justice, love, and humility. Continue reading
I’m happy to remove my own state-sanctioned symbol in solidarity with those who are currently threatened. So I’ve lost my cross. Where shall I–and others who come to know me–find it if it’s no longer hanging around my neck? Continue reading
The hardest part of this lesson for me is to regularly remind myself that my faith is only as strong as I understand it to be imperfect–and in that imperfection, I can never know that it is ‘more’ or ‘better’ than anyone else’s. Continue reading
A cross does not make me a Christian. I do not wear a cross, nor do I have a cross tattooed on my body. My Christian life and witness are revealed in my actions within the world. All I do reflects my Christian identity, and my attempts to faithfully respond to God in Christ Jesus. Continue reading
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