January 17, 2019, 03:09 pm
Movements are Messy
Movements are messy, but we have to move!
Toward justice, toward freedom, toward wholeness and health care.
Toward women's rights, toward planet care, toward obliterating white supremacy.
Movements are messy.
We don't agree on who God is, or what God wants.
We don't agree on strategies and tactics.
We don't love the same people in the same way.
August 27, 2018, 01:51 pm
I'm going to say their names. Elijah Clayton. Eli. Screen name Trueboy. 22-years old. Erin's boy. Easygoing. Fun. Cool. Full of Laughter. Calabasas High School football player from California.
Taylor Robertson. Screen name SpotMe. 27-years old. From Ballard, West Virginia. James Monroe High School football player. Quiet family man. Husband and father to a toddler, a son.
June 26, 2018, 05:10 pm
My rabbi, Jesus, once encouraged his crestfallen followers, “Blessed are they that mourn, for they will be comforted.” (Matthew 5:4) Jesus, who has come to be known as Christ, spoke these words to a grieving people, to an oppressed people, to a people occupied by the Roman Empire which maintained a so-called “peace” with violence and the blatant disregard for brown bodies that were not Roman citizens.
June 22, 2018, 05:00 pm
There once was a little boy named Yeshua. He was born to a woman named Miriam and a man named Yusef. When the child was young, the man who was king, Herod, decided he needed to kill all of the male children under the age of two. Miriam and Yusef took their child, and helped by strangers along the way, traveled from Judea to Egypt. When this refugee family arrived, they were welcomed. They found shelter and food; they were able to stay together.
June 8, 2018, 03:45 pm
Dear Revolutionary Lovers:
I always look forward to the invitation I get from Rob Stephens to march for justice. Check out this email, that let's you know all of the things we are doing to make the world a better place. And there are some great pictures of things we have done.
November 27, 2017, 04:00 pm
This entry was originally posted on Huffington Post.
Did you ever have one of those bracelets that said “What Would Jesus Do?” Maybe a bumper sticker? Did you get the T-shirt — WWJD? This was all the rage in the 1990s.
November 7, 2017, 02:00 pm
We just got an invitation to re-connect with our friends at Lab Shul in a Primal Prayer event. We attended it at Washington Square last year the day after the election. Before we screamed, we sang, we prayed, we cried, we hugged. The scream bubbled up out of our bodies, our grief, our surprise. It felt good, to let it out, let those feelings rise on the winds, rustle browning leaves, reach the heavens.
September 8, 2017, 03:30 pm
I was up on a mountaintop in New Mexico for a few days at an event called WIDEN. With five dozen young adults and five elders—my husband and I among them—we listened as Father Richard Rohrhelped us imagine what it means to be spiritual activists.
July 11, 2016, 04:35 pm
As I shared in my sermon on Sunday, July 10:
The 4 year old child who witnessed the killing of Philando Castile, is our child. The children of the five Dallas police officers who were killed -- Lorne Ahrens, Michael Krol, Michael J. Smith, Brent Thompson and Patrick Zamarripa -- are our children. And the children of Alton Sterling, they are our children. We must end the violence now for the sake of our children, it is a matter of life and death.
July 7, 2016, 04:05 pm
He was walking in his hoodie, carrying Skittles and an ice tea. He was selling cigarettes. He was selling CDs. She was pulled over for changing lanes without signaling. He was pulled over for a broken taillight. He was walking down the stairs, because the elevator was broken. He was standing on his front porch. She was sleeping on her grandmother’s couch. She was standing with her boyfriend on a corner.