By Allison Brown Crystals of light beam through the faded, jagged cracks in the window.Reds blur into oranges into greens;fractals distorted to mere flutters of the rainbowas it settles down into the cracks of the tile floorflowing as marrow in our bones. We sitcrisscrossed stitched together not by the past,but by the present.A mosaic of... Continue Reading →
I Wonder as I Wander
By Emily Padgett I wonder as I wander, longing for belongingand also holding the tension and weight of shame and regret.I wonder what it would be like to hold my experience, my emotions,inner child, and my body with tender gentleness?I wonder if you and I, could learn to befriend ourselves together?I wonder, am I alone... Continue Reading →
The Walking Trump: The Necrophiliac Treatment Towards the Trump Administration by White Evangelicals
Trump supporters today who wish for their former president to run again in 2024 are treating him like a zombie, and thus, through that infatuation—their love—they are expressing necrophiliac behavior.
Still as Salt
By Madison Boboltz Someday I will dip my toes in the water of the sea I once crossed and realize it was never great enough to have drowned either of us. I held my breath when the angel passed over, terrified I would be stolen away, lost to my people. But safe I was under... Continue Reading →
Call for Submissions: Movement
The Prophet wants to hear from you! Submit a reflection to busthprophet@gmail.com or buprophet.com in the form of a blog, a sermon, an article, a poem, a short story, or any other format to which creativity leads you.
Do These Names Sound Familiar?
By Jeremy Schulz Do these names sound familiar? Dominique Jackson. Fifty Bandz. Bianca “Muffin” Bankz. Tyianna Alexander Samuel Edmund Damián Valentin. In 2016, Kimberlé Crenshaw appeared on a TED... Continue Reading →
Following Jesus
By David Blair Jesus was a man with brown or black skin. He certainly felt that all lives matter, yet I have no doubt that he would have stated “Black Lives Matter” as his concern was so clearly with the oppressed, the poor, those who in Howard Thurman’s word are “disinherited.” After all, he chose to tell... Continue Reading →
I fear not hell
By Andrew Mackay I fear not hellfor god, if such a being existwould be of Loveall shall be savedthe punishment for sinis within life itselfthat the hells we commitprisons of our own mindand bodydo not follow usNo, I fear heaventhat those whose painand suffering is beyond thatwhich any being with inherentworth and dignityshould endure, shallnot... Continue Reading →