Thursday, July 21, 2011
Drew's webstie
Sunday, June 5, 2011
CPE begins...
Friday, May 27, 2011
One Year Done!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
This Could Be Interesting...
Monday, May 9, 2011
Finals Week!!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
How many pairs of shoes do you have?
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
"Through our nation's spent frustration, through the corridors of stress may there move a kindlier wisdom all may feel, and all may bless; tax and tithe are for a purpose shared to shield the poor and weak; past the symptoms of our sickness let the voice of justice speak."
- From the Methodist hymn "Wounded World that Cries for Healing"
Theology Bon Appetit
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Love Wins and other irreverent musings...
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Wrestling with God
In Pentateuch we responded to the Genesis 32 story where Jacob wrestles with God. Here's a part of my response:
I would like to think that Jacob knew he was wrestling with God during the match. In this regard, it took great courage to wrestle God and demand a blessing. Jacob continues, even after the God-man has struck his hip (v.25). Somehow Jacob was able to endure the pain in the hope that he would receive God’s blessing.
This rings true in my own experiences. The times of greatest spiritual growth in my life have often been accompanied with struggle and pain in the midst of darkness. Encountering God is quite dangerous and very risky. We leave changed by the experience in unexpected ways. Sometimes holding on for dear life is all that we can do. We hold on and demand that God at least bless us for all of the struggle we have endured.
Alone and in the dark, Jacob wrestled with God. Even before the rising of the sun he is able to proclaim, “For I have seen God face to face, yet my life is preserved.” (v. 30). Jacob recognizes God in this mysterious encounter. Maybe that’s why God choose to bless him. Jacob may have left the wrestling match limping, but with his new name and God's blessing things seem to be looking a lot brighter.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
A wandering tribeswoman was my mother
In Egypt, she bore slaves.
Then she called to the God of our mothers
Sarah, Hagar, Rebecca, Rachel, Leah.
Praise God Who Hears, Forever.
A warrior, judge, and harlot was my mother
God called her from time to time
to save and liberate [God's] people
Miriam, Jael, Deborah, Judith, Tamar
Praise God Who Saves, Forever.
A Galilean Jew was my mother.
She bore a wonderful child
to be persecuted, hated, and executed.
Mary, mother of sorrows, mother of us all.
Praise God Who Gives Strength, Forever.
A witness to Christ's resurrection was my mother.
The apostle to the apostles
Rejected, forgotten, proclaimed a whore.
Mary of Magdala, vanguard of women-church
Praise God Who Lives, Forever.
An apostle, prophet, founder, and teacher was my mother
called to the discipleship of equals.
Empowered by the Sophia-God of Jesus
Martha, Phoebe, Junia, Priscilla, Myrta, Nympha, Thecla
Praise God Who Calls, Forever.
A faithful Christian woman was my mother.
A mystic, witch, martyr, heretic, saint, uppity woman
A native American, a black slave, a poor immigrant,
an old hag, a wise woman
May we, with her, in every generation
Praise God Who Images Us All.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Quote of the day from Sojourners website
“The church is obliged by its evangelical mission to demand structural changes that favor the reign of God and a more just and comradely way of life. Unjust social structures are the roots of all violence and disturbances. … Those who benefit from obsolete structures react selfishly to any kind of change.” – Archbishop Oscar Romero, November 1979.