Militarism and the Lie of War – Stations of the Cross
Let us roll away the stone of disembodied language that obstructs the awful truth of war and speak in clear, bold language. Read more [...]
Apocalypse Detroit: “Behold, I Make All Things New!”
Since we are in Detroit, maybe we could imagine Church as water – fluid, fresh, flowing, prodigious. Indiscriminate, Unmanageable. Wild. Healing. Read more [...]
The Violence of White Silence: As Sick As Our Secrets
We who are white know that we do not need a college diploma to understand white silence - we are experts. Well-practiced pros. Masters of the art. Many of us are committed - often deeply and sincerely - to taking on the systems and structures of oppression and bringing down the powers and principalities, but just . . . don’t . . . make . . . us . . . share . . . our . . . own . . . stories. Read more [...]
A Holy Thursday Meditation from 36th District Court
The day is coming when water will be affordable. A day when water will be protected as a common good rather than a commodity. A day when water is revered as a precious sign and symbol of God’s prodigious and flowing grace. A day when God will trouble the water on behalf of the poor being crushed by the pharaohs of our day. Read more [...]
Co-conspirators in the Faith that Does Justice: The Legacy of the Martyrs of El Salvador Inspiring Water Justice in Detroit
If we are found guilty of conspiracy, let it be for giving without counting the cost, for fighting without heeding the wounds, for toiling in the fields of justice without seeking for rest, in the manner of the martyrs of El Salvador. Read more [...]
Peacemaking: Journey of the Heart – WSU Center for Peace and Conflict Studies Peacemaker Awards Ceremony
But, things fall apart and so do people. Which means, if we’re lucky, we get to start over. And I was one of the lucky ones. Read more [...]
And Still We Wait: Christmas in the Water Wonderland
It is worth remembering that over two thousand years ago Love was born in a cold and forgotten place far away from the din of downtown. Love borne of a young mother who spoke of pulling the powerful down from their thrones, and feeding the hungry, and sending the rich away empty. Read more [...]
Tools for Times Like These
We in this program are a strange and broken tribe of lovers and truth seekers. Read more [...]
Beauty and the Apocalypse
We defy the powers by raising a fistful of flowers and proclaiming the primacy of beauty in the midst of apocalypse. Read more [...]
Mothers, Let’s Get Radical!
It was a terrible grace that rocked my universe to its core. It was one of those spiritual demarcation lines that calls for deep prayer and a strong seat belt. Read more [...]