Practicing abolitionist spirituality
What are we willing to sacrifice for racial justice?
What are we willing to sacrifice for racial justice?
It’s a way of life. But it starts small.
Light bulbs and solar panels won’t solve the climate crisis. They’re signs of something greater.
Through play, children acquire fundamental skills for living cooperatively with others.
When I was diagnosed with cancer, I was shocked to find I had no paid leave or legal job protection.
Is it the baby or the bathwater?
A tumor like a portabella on its neck,
a Pomeranian has poked its head
into my timeline where its owner posts
please pray. And later at the Wednesday night
prayer meeting Widow Jones requests a word
of intercession for her Labradoodle
who has a blockage in his doggy gut
and is as bloated as a bullfrog’s chin.
And so at night I find myself in prayer
like this: Oh, Lord of endless mercy, Lord
of grace and wonder please bring healing down
to Cupcake and to Captain Fluffyface.
My dad, Bill Hamilton, was a beloved divinity school professor. That all changed when God died and we got run out of town.
There will always be people like her, who are willing to tell the truth that life is choice.
Your body is not a public domain.