When we approach the Bible, many of us bring with us all sorts of things. We bring what we learned as kids, what we learned in church (if we attended), what we’ve picked up from…
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What if you couldn’t call 911?
A bunch of years ago now, when I was living in Minneapolis, I was home alone in my apartment. I was staying up late doing something I can’t even remember now when I heard a…
Why a playwright from the 50’s still matters
A couple of weekends ago was the 43rd annual William Inge Theatre Festival. Every year this festival remembers the legacy of William Inge and honors a living playwright with the Distinguished Achievement In American Theatre…
Productively Uncomfortable
I’m someone who spends a lot of my time in my head. I often find myself practicing conversations in my head before I say something out loud. Or if I’m about to do something new…
Holy Week In Our Queer Bodies
This week many Christians around the world are walking through Holy Week; a time when we remember the walk of Jesus toward Jerusalem where he would be killed by the state as a threat to…
What Does Resurrection Even Mean?
Years ago I read a book called “Surprised by Hope” by NT Wright. Wright is a Bishop in the Anglican church. He’s a complicated figure because in some respects his theology is grounded in scholarship…
Saying the Scary Thing
Call it being a Libra, call it the aftermath of religious trauma, call it growing up in high control religion, blame it on any one of those things (or any combination), but I have spent…
Seeking Communal Transformation
We are currently just about a week into the Lenten season for those who observe. I did not grow up in a church that observed Lent. We mostly observed the crucifixion (with a small head…
For when you’re joining the conversation late…
Brian and I started QueerTheology.com in 2013. By that time both of us had been engaged in church work for years: Brian had completed the Equality Ride and done activism work at Christian colleges, I had finished…
the power of the symbol
Christmas morning was the only day of the year that I woke up early. Which was fine except my parents had a strict rule “no waking them up until 9am”. But what I could do…