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Since I currently have several employers/supervisors/churches/etc., please know that none of the words on my blog represent them or their beliefs. This blog is my own creation.

It also does not represent my children's perspective, nor my mother's; they think I am funny, but misguided.
(Quick update: only my mother thinks I'm funny now.)

Friday, March 25, 2016

It Is Finished...Oh REALLY???

It is finished.
Oh yes, O Lord?
It is finished.
I see.
What, exactly, is finished?
Your 33 years, I suppose.
This little ministry of yours
I suppose.
Your mother, perhaps, might be finished
   to watch this son from her womb
   to die like that
   To watch your child die at all.
It. Is. Finished.
   You say.
Oh yes?
   How quaint.
   How SWAY.
33 years and then you run off
   and get yourself killed

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Discomfort as a Spiritual Practice

This morning I am teaching adult education hour at Ewing Presbyterian Church. A few people have requested an outline, resources, whatever. Here are the texts I am using today.

"A Ministry of Discomfort" in From Each Brave Eye: Reflections on the Arts, Ministry, and Holy Imagination. My essay is the conclusion of this compilation of essays.


We need a ministry of discomfort in the church, and we need to remember what it is like to learn something new. Go take a belly dancing class or learn how to blacksmith or take calculus or learn a language. Remember what it is like to feel stupid, naked, vulnerable and excruciatingly uncomfortable. This has tremendous implications for us as we welcome guests or enter into communities as guests. Becoming a new creation in Christ has more in common with peeling off skin than with dancing familiar routines. If we can learn to embrace discomfort, we might find a key to reconciliation across racial lines, between cultures, and through gender and sexual identities. Just maybe.


The Sexual Theologian: Essays On Sex, God and Politics by Marcella Althaus-Reid and Lisa Isherwood. The text below is from the introduction to this excellent book.

This world is queer indeed, and those who wish to play it straight are failing to see that new horizons are declared holy and we are propelled on in courage not certainty. Where are those who will sit with the fear and uncertainty and not flee in the face of a queer god -- the early followers fled in the face