Day 40: Whose Good News?
To some, the Messiah was predicted to be a political leader, a singular hero, liberation through the only means that liberation could come. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. And no one had a blueprint for what would come next.
Day 38 - Jesus’ Journey into the Wilderness
They identified with Jesus, because Jesus identified with them. Whipped, flogged, slapped in the face, crucified, hung.
Day 37 - Creating Rituals
We each have our own multifaceted relationship to the rhythms that have shaped us. Some we keep, sometimes improvising and re-creating it as our patterns of life change. Others we discard, knowing that they aren’t right for our souls right now.
Day 36: Praising God on Stolen Land
When I turned the corner into the quad and saw the trees, my heart broke open in aching grief for my mother, who died two years ago. History incarnated this space and made it sacred, immersing me within this small piece of my mother’s life.
Day 35 - This Place of Worship, with Everything and Everyone In It
Lord, I stand here. Sit here. Kneel here. Exist in your presence. Lent is coming to a close, and here I am before you, as I am. Learning to worship, even after years of knowing you. I may not know much about you, but I do know you are a God of love.
Day 34 - searching
three daysi searched for youheld my breathdreamt of youdeadyour crown brokenflesh torn open eatenby your friendsalways there was bloodall over my hands
Day 33 - The LAWL’s Prayer
HeyI thought I knew you sufficiently well enoughThen I thought I’d outgrown youAs the corset of the church got too constrictingSo I denied you altogetherBut that was also presumptuous of meFor how can I ever land on one side of a debate as old as history
Day 32 - Church
“Let’s go worship at church.”
It’s funny how this phrase has two completely different meanings depending on which community I’m in. Uttered in my bible study group it refers to sitting in rows singing praise songs in a converted office building on a Sunday morning. Uttered in my gay dodgeball team (we’re called the Deep Throwers) it refers to dancing to pop and dance music Saturday night on the crowded dance floor at Saloon, a local gay bar downtown.