Do you remember? Do you remember those moments? Do you remember the moments that changed your life? On July 7, 2016, Jeff Hood was changed. Shots rang out in Dallas. Five police officers were killed. Nine officers and two civilians were injured. Hood was there. In many ways, he still is. There, organizing and speaking at the rally. There, standing in the middle of the pavement as the shots rang out. There, running down the street. There, trying to save lives. There, striving to stay on message....
God is Queer. In a world of normative paradigms, God will never fit in and nor should we. That twitching and itching for something more will consistently be present until we step out of our closets and into the Queer. The Courage to Be Queer is about the wildness and beauty of an indescribable and uncontainable God. What is the Queer calling us to be? We are to be the ones shouting for justice. We are to be the ones dancing for freedom. We are to be the ones dreaming for hope. We are to be the...
Psychosis has taken over. God's brain is gone. There is no cure. There is only God. There is only us. The Psychosis of God is about exploring the divine through the mentally ill amongst us. The image of our creator is the only tool we have for liberating God. The prison of our normative expectations steals our capacity for divine connection. Wake up! The mentally ill God is here to set the captives free. Think right! Perfection is now found in defection. Look out! Crazy is the only way out...
The past doesn't exist. The present is a lie. The future is an illusion. Time. God. Being. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. God was. God wasn't. God is. God isn't. God will be. God will not be. The journey never changes. The future is inertia. Maybe it's not the first time we've experienced it all? Died. Dead. Dying. The incarnation of God grows stranger and stranger. These are the visions. Here in the past. Here in the present. Trinities of time call to us . . . from...
On November 18, 1978, over 900 people died in Jonestown, Guyana. Some perished willingly and others did not. Regardless of the means, Rev. Jim Jones was the killer. Though evil reigned, the community did not die alone. God was there. In this exegesis of their last words, you will discover a faint light. It will guide you home.
