Overlooked

Growing up in the Sunday school programs of black churches and in Catholic elementary school, I was taught that although there were many disciples, but there were only twelve apostles.  That is, there were many people who followed Jesus, but... Read more →

Needing The Past

My father was a student of history and ensured that I would be as well.  More specifically, he was a student of African American history.  I knew who Mary McLeod Bethune and George Washington Carver were before I went to... Read more →

Peace and Comfort

I like the way the gospel of John talks about the Holy Spirit.  In Jesus’ farewell to his disciples (John 14-17), he talks about a Spirit – a Comforter – that will come to bring peace to the disciples after... Read more →

Quiet Crash

In Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston writes about the protagonist Janie Crawford’s relationships with her three husbands and how they reveal her evolving relationship with herself.  During an argument with her second husband, Janie realizes that “something fell off... Read more →

funerals for the living

I recently sat at dinner with a group of seminarians talking about whether or not theological education prepares student-ministers for the everyday tasks of ministry.  At this particular time, we spoke about how classes in liturgy prepare seminarians to conduct... Read more →

waiting

When I first finished divinity school, I subscribed to a journal of Christian spirituality called Weavings.  That was when I first heard of the concept of “active waiting.”  Often associated with the liturgical seasons of Lent and Advent, “active waiting” describes... Read more →

breaking bread

The disciples get a bad rap for not recognizing Jesus.  I’ve heard sermons about how we should not be like Thomas – we should not doubt (John 20:24-29).  We should not need physical evidence.  I’ve heard sermons about how we... Read more →

to connect and to create

The camera pans to a living room. Dark hues mute an anguished woman’s face as her body blends into the couch. Quiet, sentimental music crescendos. Voiceover: “Are you depressed?” One last shot at the blank, bleak face. Not two seconds... Read more →

The Right Question

“Are you sure sweetheart that you want to be made well?” These are the opening lines of Toni Cade Bambara’s amazing novel The Salt Eaters where black faith healer Minnie Ransom leads a community of friends and clinicians who respond... Read more →

why resurrection matters

(posted on facebook last year; many people asked that I re-post to a wider audience) Many of you know me as someone with a progressive theology with a rather “low Christology.” Those are not my words; but in classic systematic... Read more →