With each species going extinct, a light is extinguished. With each glacier disappearing, a light is extinguished. With each child stunted by lead poisoning, a light is extinguished. With each transgender and Native American woman murdered and missing, a light is extinguished. With each river run dry, a light is… Read More »Tenebrae for Creation
Ok is the first Icelandic glacier to lose its status as a glacier. In the next 200 years all our glaciers are expected to follow the same path. This monument is to acknowledge that we know what is happening and what needs to be done. Only you know if we… Read More »Lament, Confession, and a Song to the Future
On my first Christmas Eve as a newly-ordained pastor, I stood at the pulpit looking out at the gathered congregation in the soft glow of candlelight, basking in the “jolly holly” feel that I had known all my life on Christmas Eve. Then I really looked out at the congregation.… Read More »Deep into the Dark
As Christians, we are ordinary people living in not so ordinary times. And as always, we are called to extraordinary action. Voting is one such action, particularly when there are many obstacles to voting intentionally placed in the paths of many people, especially people of color. This brief ritual is… Read More »Blessing of the Ballots
As the overworked saying goes, “Denial is not a river in Egypt.” This reading speaks to our denial-laden attempts to make these Not Ordinary Times ordinary again, to capitulate to Business as Usual. But something tugs at us like a hungry toddler demanding our attention: something is not right. This… Read More »Not Ordinary Times
I’m a retired pastor. I’ve spent many years preaching Easter sermons. I’m allowed to say this: I sometimes wonder if we try to be too profoundly theological at Easter, when Easter is really – and simply – a time of wonder and questions, laced with a goodly bit of celebration… Read More »Easter
One Christmas Eve a few years ago, as our congregation here in Denver stood together in a circle in the dark sanctuary, singing “Silent Night”, I was incredibly struck by the power of a community holding candlelight and singing in the night. “This is who we are,” I thought, “This… Read More »Holding Light
I’m fed up with “dark” being equated with bad, and “light” with good. It just isn’t so. So I wrote this poem. It’s not about times of struggle between the light and the dark, with one being good and the other evil, but rather the struggle between evil – despair… Read More »Dark-Light Times
There is something of life in beloved communities of hope and hard work. They help us recognize life still real beneath parched, empty grasses, even as we stand in the wind-kicked barren dust, the dirt blowing over bare hills. “Beloved Community” is a term that has become dangerously close… Read More »Beloved Community
We had another mass shooting in Colorado just the other day. Ten people were murdered in a King Soopers grocery store in Boulder, just north of my hometown of Denver. And we don’t even have the luxury of exclaiming “How can this be? This has never happened before!” It’s more… Read More »Here We Go Again