Over my time as a minister, people whispered these questions to me, often ashamed to put them into words. I’m articulating them in hopes of engaging their thinking.
It has taken me a long time to see that our religion could be a tool to prey on the vulnerable. The baptismal waters come closer to drowning them rather than cleansing them.
Every time I sit down to write, my anxieties flood through my mind and make it hard to concentrate. I've been meditating a bit before I start, and I decided to write down my thoughts: Step Into the Storm It roars Square your shouldersLet it blow Breathe Move forward Step into it The debris collides with you … Continue reading Step Into the Storm
I stopped just after I entered through the door. The emergency room was bustling with nurses and patients. I turned around to leave but then I stopped again. I was still standing in the entrance when the attendant at the counter noticed me. “May I help you?” she asked. “I… don’t know if I really … Continue reading ER Visit and a Wedding