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…
Essays
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…
For when you’re feeling anxious and afraid
I’m not gonna lie, it’s a scary time. It seems like every day brings a new disaster; political, environmental, interpersonal (and some days brings all of them all at once). I know people who are…
For the welfare of the city where you live
There is a text in Jeremiah 29:1,4-7 that always makes me think. In it the prophet Jeremiah writes a letter to a bunch of people who have been carried off into exile. They are far…
Do You Believe In God
It’s strange how one sentence can trigger a flood of memories. Do you believe in God? I’m reading Pádraig Ó Tuama’s collection of poetry called Kitchen Hymns and he has a series of poems that are titled…