Willamette River, 2017The following is the meditation I shared at St. Andrew Lutheran tonight at the Good Friday service. We did the seven last words of Jesus, and my passage was the Luke 23:32-34 below.Luke 23:32-34 (NRSV): Two others also, who were criminals, were led away to be put to death with him. When they... Continue Reading →
To my beloved Friends and Family,Wishing you a beautiful holiday season, and all that is good and joyful in 2017! I’m grateful for each of you. I write this on the day that the Electoral College voted, and I know that on my letter list are many who are mourning, and some who are glad. ... Continue Reading →
When I interviewed for this position, I told them that my main slogan is “I don’t care if you go to church, I don’t care if you believe in God. It’s not my job and none of my business. I just want to make sure there is a safe and welcoming church for you if you want it.” This will not change. Even as we start building The Flame, I will never try to convert you. This is just one more part of my life that I can talk about when you ask, “So what’s new?”
I pick up the three stones again and hold them all in my hand. They make little clicking sounds as they bump into each other in my palm. Our lives are complex, and contain many emotions and experiences. Often we have conflicting feelings side by side. Indeed, we can never know the depth of what another person is holding in their hearts. I dream of a world where we listen to one another, and help each other carry the burden of tears, celebrate life’s delights, and dwell in hope.
Rainbow Cross by Adam PageI'm not sure if this is the right time to post this or not, but here it is. On June 1st, I started a quarter time position with the Lutheran church to do advocacy for and ministry with the LGBTQIA community. In the midst of our sorrow and anger, and so... Continue Reading →
Fear and prejudice in our country are still real and alive. But so is our pride and our defiance. From the first walk after Stonewall to today, our presence says “NO” to those who would try to silence or demean us. Thank you to the people of faith who join us in that defiance and say “YES!” to love.
How do I explain this so it makes sense? I am the same person, but more fully. I am me, but living into my maleness. She will never know me as Leo. I will never have a picture of us where I am Uncle. It is only one small part of my grief, but it is real.
I stuck my head out of the curtain again, this time, with my binder stuck on my armpits and my arms unable to lower. In a stage whisper, I called for Patrick to come back over to help. Since he couldn’t come in, I turned my back to the opening and had him stick his hand through the curtain to roll down the binder from the back, while I tried to roll it down from the front. My pinned arms flailed as I tried to both block my breasts from view and tug down the front of the binder.
photo from Holden Village, 2006Republican lawmakers in North Carolina on Wednesday pushed through a broad sweeping anti-LGBT bill, removing local ordinances for equal rights based on sexual orientation and gender identity, and mandating that government controlled multi-user bathrooms be restricted to a single sex based on the gender assigned at birth. It is distressing to... Continue Reading →
A view from Holden Village, 2006[This is my meditation from last night's Good Friday service at St. Andrew Lutheran. There were seven readers, each with a part of the passion narrative from the Gospel of Luke, sharing from the perspective of one of the witnesses. We began with "I was there"...]Luke 23:32–43: Two others also,... Continue Reading →