Members of my (white) generation continue to recognize the pernicious stain of racism in our politics, economics and community relations. It seems we cannot ever fully repent as we learn how systemic racism is and how it has shaped the Christian imagination.
My friend describes herself as “barely Christian.” It was what happened at church, as folk poured out judgment on persons she loved, that made her question what it meant to be a Christian.
America’s real ‘national emergency’ is a call to action among people of faith. We must hear and heed those prophets among us whose insights lean toward justice and offer us a way forward.
The first week of a new year, a group of Baptist seminary students and I will join the Benedictines at the Abbey for worship, contemplation and learning from Benedictine spirituality.
The days of viewing our faith as the remaking of the world into our image are long past, thanks be to God. Our call is to find ways to work for the common good with the values Jesus instituted in the inbreaking Reign of God.
We do our best to illumine this time of year with both artificial and spiritual means. Thankfully, God provides the latter.
Gratitude is an essential practice that positions us to receive life’s blessings and burdens with openness and trust. Giving thanks with a grateful heart is transformative.
Post midterms, polarization prevails. Yet there is much legislative work to do for the common good. How might that happen?
Remembering those who have shaped our lives is an instructive spiritual discipline. We tend to think that those who have died have disappeared utterly from this world, no longer accessible. Yet, our imagination can bridge heaven and earth, and we can continue to receive the impact of their lives.