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 →
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 →
By Jeremy Schulz After my father’s sudden and unexpected death in 1995, my world was shattered. Not only was an integral part of our family gone, death had welcomed him during the week he did not have life insurance – and so my mother filed for bankruptcy, and her and my brother Jason, and me... Continue Reading →
By Alyssa BurlesonThe following is a response to Arkansas Senator Tom Cotton's proposed bill to cut off federal funding to public schools K-12 that choose to teach the New York Times Magazine's 1619 Project based upon his argument that the project is "left-wing garbage."I once traveled with a group of young United Methodists to D.C. for a... Continue Reading →
This reflection is part of a collection of responses to the theme: “The View from Here?” By Terra Frederick In the Fall Dr. Copeland asked us the question “how do you experience The Divine most often?” as an opening theological question to that day’s Christian Traditions lecture. We listed off answers as she scribed them on the... Continue Reading →
This reflection is part of a collection of responses to the theme: “The View from Here.” By Alexander Solomon How do I speak of that pain – of that pain – over there – to my left of two Black women, hardly twenty years of age, who held each other forehead to forehead hot tears... Continue Reading →
This reflection is part of a collection of responses to the theme: “The View from Here” By Camille Obata As are many of my peers, I have been turning inward to discern my role in upholding a society that perpetually lynches Black people. I've been trying to unpack the ingrained white privilege I have as... Continue Reading →
This reflection is part of a collection of responses to the theme: “The View from Here” By Rose Percy I’m glad you hear the sound of the sirens That have been going all night long They have been keeping me awake for years I’m glad you are finally asking yourself And everyone else Why we... Continue Reading →
This reflection is part of a collection of responses to the theme: “The View From Here” By Mahalia Damm The deep belly laugh. The lover’s sleep-warm skin. The pink gift of morning, broken open. I’ve spoken frankly of pain but what of joy— Of the light that trembles my bones? It is there, scattered amidst... Continue Reading →
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