Let Everything Happen to You

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Tomorrow is my birthday. This morning I heard this poem recited.* It speaks directly to the joys and challenges I’m facing in my life today, and to the ones I’ve faced in the forty-six years that happend before.

Go to the Limits of Your Longing

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are the words we dimly hear:

You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.

Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.

Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.

Give me your hand.

Rainer Maria Rilke
Book of Hours, I 59

And so, I go on.**

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Why I’m No Longer Discussing the Sinfulness of Homosexuality

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Words matter. They have meaning and nuance. Anyone who’s sought to express themselves through the written word knows how powerful and elusive the exactly right turn of phrase can be.

In the public conversation regarding Christianity and sexuality, I’ve made some conscious decisions about the language I use. Continue reading →

Today’s Spirit Day: Let’s Not Forget All The Others

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Millions go purple on Spirit Day in a stand against bullying and to show their support for lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender (LGBT) youth. Observed annually since 2010, individuals, schools, organizations, corporations, and public figures wear purple, which symbolizes ‘spirit’ on the rainbow flag. [From the GLADD website]

I remember the day after Tyler Clementi tragically committed suicide. The world was trying to understand why he did it. The press was pointing to the epidemic of bullying based on perceptions of sexual orientation. Over dinner that night, my friend Tony and I – both of us homos a generation or two older than Tyler – were a little dumbfounded. Continue reading →

Sharing Some Awesomeness: Sunny Side Up Edition

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So…I’ve been a little underwater IRL. There are some pretty big changes coming up in our life, and I’m trying to make sense of that. Plus my calendar has been filled to overflowing.

I just want a week.  That’s all. A week with no holidays, or business trips, or funerals, or hospital visits, or family events, or life news. I just want a week where I can immerse myself in every-day vocation and relationship. To go to work, to come home,  to break bread and laugh with friends, to share joys and frustrations with my husband, to snuggle on the couch and watch mindless TV. That’s all I want.

That’s a few weeks away still.

And I’m experiencing some measure of compassion fatigue. It’s too easy for me to see the news in the world as univerally bad. I see people being horrible to one another in profoundly destructive ways. It’s overwhelming.

And, so, I fight this rising tide inside me. I often do that with music.

My newest musical obsession is Paolo Nutini.  I think I’m in love! He’s a twenty-something genius with a Scottish brogue and a voice so thick and soulful that it should belong to a man twice his age. He mashes up R&B, folk, raggae, and jazz in an intoxicating soup.

My favorite album, by far, is Sunny Side Up. It’s a compilation of hope-filled songs. And the world needs a little hope these days…I know I do.

Here’s a taste of some pretty inspiring soup. Enjoy! (Lyrics printed below the video).

My hopes are high but my eyes can’t
Believe what they see,
Give me something to believe,
Gime me something to believe.

Oh, I’ve got lucky in life and had plenty to eat
and I saw this world as one big pool of opportunity
Oh, but there’s too much mind corruption,
Too little remedy (or that’s how it seems to me)
Yeah we need a moral education
To set the young minds free…

So let us change what we can and
Accept what we can’t
And impart some of the wisdom
From that tried and tested man
Oh, there’s no harm in being wrong you know no,
In fact to me, it’s common ground.
So take that feather from you cap sir,
And pass that feather around…

My hopes are high
but my eyes can’t believe what they see
Give me something to believe in,
Give me something to believe

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