We are called to discern the difference between the divine and the demonic and unmask, name, and engage these demonic powers. It is the church’s business.
If there are gifts we can give to our children and our grandchildren, they are the gifts of flexibility, imagination, and hope. The journey they will take will likely be a rough one, to say the least. We need to prepare and equip them the best we can.
My heroes have always been truth-tellers. The dissidents, the heretics, the whistle blowers, and the prophets. In their own time, most often they are marginalized, ridiculed, even imprisoned and worse, for challenging the sacred myths of those in power. Often it is not until much later, long after their own deaths in many cases, that history shows they were right to speak out. They told the truth and they did the world a good service.
Spirit is up against numbness. Spirit is up against lack of feeling. Spirit is up against labels that pit ‘us’ and ‘them’. Spirit is up against massive propaganda that tells us who and what we should care about, side with, acknowledge, and who and what we should not.
Spirit is my only hope because only Spirit can melt us and break us and tear us open.
Ananias is a good friend to have. When the light of truth blinds you because it is so overwhelming and it shakes your world, making you vulnerable and fearful, when all that you have been holding on to for security crumbles and wobbles, when you are stuck in fight or flight, you need time to breathe, to pray, to fast, to reflect, to have someone lay hands on you and say ‘be filled with the Holy Spirit.’
We watched the 29 minute documentary film, “For Love of Hussain (A.S.)” that Josh Townsley and I made about our trip to Iraq for Arbaeen last Fall. The trip was sponsored by the Husayniah Islamic Society of Seattle but the content of the film is entirely ours. Views expressed in the film are mine and […]
Palm Sunday is arguably the most political Sunday on the church calendar. Palm Sunday, with Jesus riding publicly into town on a donkey was a counter-demonstration to the Roman parade that was happening that same week at Passover.
We spend our lives trying to earn what is already been given. We try to rationalize our existence. Look at my resume. See! I am worth something. It isn’t the resume. It is what we are already. Royalty.